Oliver looked at the little cat that was standing on the small hill with a peaceful smile on his face, as he direct a die-hard look at the black havoc wolf.
When the little cat saw the peaceful look on Oliver's face it wonder why was he this calm in this type of situation, to the little cat Oliver should be filled with fear and frustrated with how everything is going on and he should be thinking of ways they will use to escape from the predicament that was set before them.
From the battle, the little cat found out that with everything that they have done, it will not be enough to kill the black havoc wolf but they had gotten to the point where there was no turning back one side had to die for the other before the situation will calm down and Oliver was not ready to be the dying side likewise the black havoc wolf it would not die for Oliver. So Oliver and the black havoc wolf will do anything to win.
From observation, the little was able to find out that the favor of the battle was not in for Oliver because he was too lazy to challenge an opponent like the black havoc wolf, being able to injure the black havoc wolf as a mortal was something that had not been heard of, if the little cat was not there it won't believe it if someone was to explain to it. The little cat was in a worrisome state because of the battle seeing how Oliver did not abandon it after it brought danger to Oliver's path it felt touched and had a feeling of belonging around Oliver.
The black havoc looked at Oliver when Oliver direct the die-hard look toward it like he was going to kill it, like a joke it knew that it was impossible for Oliver to be able to kill it with being a mortal. To it, the only chance that Oliver had to cause any serious injury to it had already been used and it won't make that mistake to give him such an opportunity again. The black havoc wolf was already prepared to kill Oliver not like when it was being playful the other time and it knew that if it continued with its relentless attacks giving Oliver no time to rest, it will be able to land a fatal attack on Oliver that could cost him his life and leaving severely injured waiting for death, so it did not bother with the look that was directed to it by Oliver it treated it like the air just empty threat with no strength to back it up.
With the injuries that Oliver had sustained as long as the battle goes on for a period of time even if he was not killed by the black havoc wolf, he would run out of blood and strength with various attacks that landed on him from the black havoc wolf. With his mortal strength, he should have already died out of blood lust and a decrease in stamina but he was able to last this long a will was burning and growing in him that was fueling him with strength. The will was him telling himself that he won't back down and he won't end up as some trash but he wanted to shock everyone that he will be able to become a magical cultivator and when he had enough strength he will be able to find his mother and father, to Oliver he can't just die for some black havoc wolf when he had a lot of things in his mind that he needs to settle.
"No backing out or bowing down till I accomplish what I need to do, be it gods or monsters, mountains or fighters in my path to accomplishment they will have to bow down or leave my path, if not I will use their blood to paint my pathway"
Oliver felt his blood boiling seriously, he started using the sword in his hand to cut his left wrist in a circular manner with blood rushing out it was like he was going to cut his left palm off with how painful it was Oliver did not show the slightest expression on his face and he did not stop the process of cutting his wrist because of the pain.
When the little cat and the black havoc wolf saw what was happening they were shocked they did not know the reason why Oliver was doing something like that in a desperate battle where every injury he sustained will give his enemy more chance to kill him, he was cutting himself was something wrong with him.
It was out of place to be doing something like injuring oneself during a battle of life and death and the battle was not in your favor. That means you are just telling your enemy to be in charge of the battle and that you are ready to lay your life in their hands. That was how what Oliver seemed like to both the little cat and the black havoc wolf.
"hahaah" A maniac laughter came from Oliver's mouth as he was cutting his wrist and all that was there and heard felt a pain-tingling sensation inside of them.
"Father, Mother, and Grandfather I hope your son will be able to survive this and be able to grow in strength after all this is done".
"Hope the heavens and luck will don't shame me this time"
Oliver roared as he continued cutting his wrist until it got to the point where the bone joint in his wrist was showing. When Oliver cut his wrist to that point there was a black bracelet inside his hand not far away from his joint.
After Oliver saw the black bracelet that was dark as the darkest hour of the night with no light, he dropped the sword at his front pining it on the ground, and he used his right hand to hold the bracelet to forcefully take it off his hand