I stepped back, surveying the wounded wolf with a detached, calculating gaze.
The creature staggered to its feet, its breathing ragged and labored as it struggled to regain its bearings
Defiant to the end, the wolf refused to yield.
Despite its grievous injury, the creature mustered its remaining strength and launched itself towards me, its powerful body moving with a renewed speed and determination
"I don't need mana to defeat you," I said, my voice dripping with disdain as I sped towards the wolf.
As the wolf jumped, its body propelled towards me in a desperate attempt to secure a killing blow, I rose into the air as well.
My body twisted and turned with an acrobatic grace, matching the wolf's movements as if we were locked in a deadly dance.
The wolf's eyes widened in shock, the creature's surprise at my unexpected agility. And in that moment, I struck.
