Chapter 26 – Epic Battle with the Beast (2)
Flames clashed with frost in a war of wills.
The chamber groaned beneath it.
Heat burst with every swing of the monster's molten hammer—waves of fire licking across stone, boiling air with each strike.
But Leon didn't yield.
He moved like a phantom—fluid, sharp, untouchable.
His daggers flashed silver and blue, coated in elemental ice that hissed with every deflection and condensed wind around it to make it razor sharp. Steam howled from the collision, veiling them in a fog of boiling mist and shattered mana.
Their duel was no longer just violence.
It was elemental war.
And Leon was winning.
Barely.
But undeniably.
Each exchange left the monster scorched from its own fire and slashed by Leon's cold steel. Thin trails of glowing blood now patterned the obsidian hide—cut across shoulders, thighs, ribs. Not deep enough to disable, not fatal—but mounting.
Wounds that stayed open.
Because Leon's ice didn't just slice—it clung.
