Minutes later, the pace of the 4th-grade beast confrontation had changed entirely from the beginning of the battle.
Torne was no longer mentally harassing the 4t-stage beast, while Vicente had switched from offensive to defensive mode.
He and Torne were close to their limit, now having enough mana to fight for just over a minute.
After a dozen attacks from the 4t-stage Hawk, Vicente had dents and cuts all over his armor and body, his own blood staining parts of his clothing.
His face was a bit pale, and his hair was sweaty.
His breathing was ragged as he flew around on his sword, trying to dodge the swift attacks of the winged creature.
Amid the feathered and clawed attacks, the Hawk occasionally used its extremely high-pitched scream to confuse its opponents.
This Sovereign beast was no fool. It knew it wasn't fighting a single opponent and used all of its power at the end of the battle.
