The ground trembled violently, and shards of ice and rock rained down around the beleaguered warriors.
In that surreal twilight, the two fighters found themselves driven back to a crumbling wall that jutted from the plateau like a last stand.
Exhaustion and pain etched their faces, yet the fire of determination still burned in their eyes.
The beast charged once more—a furious, unyielding force—and this time, its attack was more ferocious than ever.
Its massive jaws snapped mere inches from Kaelred's face as Argolaith dodged with barely a step.
With a mighty cry, Argolaith parried a sweeping strike aimed at his side and, seizing the opportunity, lunged forward to drive his blade deep into a gap in the creature's scaled armor.
Kaelred, not to be outdone, followed suit, his sword slashing with all the might he could muster.
The beast staggered, its twin heads reeling as if struck by a blow to its very soul.
