Asumi, standing back up, took in a deep breath, tensing his muscles, he charged forward, his horn coated with poison, gleaming with deadly intent. With a swift movement, he lunged at the shadow rodent, catching it off guard and driving his tusk-like horn towards its chest with all his might.
But then, with quick reaction, the rodent stopped the attack. In a desperate grab, it seized Asumi's horn, halting its deadly trajectory just inches from its mark. The force of the impact sent the rodent staggering backward, Asumi's horn pressing against its grip with intense pressure.
Locked in a fierce struggle, Asumi pressured the Rodent against the wall, both wanting to gain the upper hand.
"It's not enough, I need more!" Asumi mused, his mind desperate to win. The system prompted:
[System: Host blood temperature is rising, current level 45%]
