The Monster barred its fangs as it leaped forward.
The Hunter planted his feet as he raised his Spear.
A swift horizontal swing.
The Spear's tip was barely dodged by nimbly crouching.
With the weapon swung to the side, the Monster shortened the distance, aiming for the Hunter's chest.
But the Hunter was no amateur.
He allowed his Spear's blade to move aside, before thrusting its heel against the Monster's skull.
It hurt, but the Monster wouldn't let pain or dizziness get in the way.
Still, the hit had allowed the Hunter to discreetly move his center of gravity backwards.
A leg kick approached the Monster's left shoulder.
It didn't block the attack.
It didn't even try doing so.
Instead, the Monster extended its sharp claws.
Claw and Armor collided, and one emerged victor.
Intact, the Armoured Leg continued its way towards the Monster's body.
