Back in the Backyard of the Main Academy's Building
Silas stood resolutely, his eyes fixed on Vic, who remained eerily unscathed. Though Silas had landed numerous punishing blows, each one meant to damage and incapacitate, Vic's injuries disappeared almost immediately, his body regenerating with supernatural efficiency.
"His regeneration ability is insane. His healing speed surpasses mine by far," Silas thought grimly. His gaze didn't waver as he observed Vic's unrelenting charge, the creature's claws gleaming in the dim light.
Vic's dash forward was a blur of movement, his speed unnaturally swift. In the blink of an eye, he closed the gap between them, his vicious claws streaking through the air in a lethal arc.
The claws hissed as they sliced through empty space. At the last possible moment, Silas tilted his head aside, narrowly avoiding the deadly strike. The claws missed by mere inches, the sharp wind of their passage grazing his cheek.
