Poison magic was one of the most dangerous kinds to fight against being a close quarters fighter. It was a pain in the ass to deal with, since he currently had now way of avoiding how to breathe. While he could still summon out Masamune and wipe any spell thrown his way with ease, he had already decided against that. Kenzo noticed how powerless he could get to be whenever he was pried out of his weapon of choice. Perhaps this was a sign to stop relying so much in Masamune and sharpen once again his anti magic skills.
Either way, the reason Kenzo had first failed to notice the beast was now apparent. If he could describe it in an easy way, he would say that it looked like a mix between an overgrown duck and a turtle. It had a large belly and its entire body was covered in moss. Considering the area they were now in, it was no surprise he had lost it as he concentrated in the floating rock.
However, he now had the beast in sight. The overgrown duck jumped with a dive, trying to dig beneath the ground. Yet, the mercenary would not let it do as it pleased. Incorporating quickly to his feet, Kenzo activated one of Beowulf’s Axe’s spells that he’d yet to try in real combat. ”Victor of Grendel’s Mother’s Massacre” Kenzo tried his best to say the words as quietly as possible. He needed to say them in order for the spell to activate, but he was to shy to say them out loud since they were kind of cringey.
Regardless, the important thing is that the axe in his hand immediately quadrupled in size. The attack that would have previously missed cleaved through the environment and cut the monster in half.
”Score: B”
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[2107/2000] Done!