"In the art of war, if you know the enemy and know yourself, you need not fear the approaching battles. But if you know only yourself and not your enemy, for every victory, there will also be defeat."
-Unknown
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The fox felt victorious for taking me down. Its eyes shone against the dimness of our surroundings.
When it wasn't looking, I smirked and summoned the icy breath. Grabbing its paws still pressed on my chest, I heard the monster squeal while its legs got iced.
The monster tried to break free, summoning its icicles, but I countered it with my flames.
"Were you asked to attack me, or is this of your own discretion? I'm beginning to be a fan of animals, but you are leaving me with little choice here."
The fox squirmed, crying with all its might to plead for its life.
