Meanwhile, Aizel remained trapped in the mountain's deep crater, his gaze fixed on the battle between Pafugl and Soren.
He examined the thick layers of rock that had formed around his stomach, back, and head, protecting him from harm.
"This Grade II core is really stronger than the Grade I.
"I didn't suffer any injuries; just a bit of slight body pain. But damn, that peacock is strong." He thought.
Aizel scrambled out of the mountain's deep crater as he heard the monster's triumphant roar and saw Soren flung away once more by its powerful wind blast.
Soren found himself trapped on a small boulder as the monster flew towards him with its sharp blade feathers. The monster began to slash through the air with its deadly weapons, striking him with relentless stabs.
He dodged and deflected the monster's sharp blade feathers, but the blades still managed to cut his hands and face as he struggled to stay on his feet.
