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You stare up at the giant Fiend, somehow feeling a little inadequate compared to its size, and it looks down at you, and the two of you lock eyes with each other for a moment. Then it grins a large, toothy grin that showcases the myriad of teeth that its mouth hides, and it steps towards you, smashing away the rear walls of the cargo car and getting down on its hands and knees in an attempt to get to you.

You draw your combat knife and throw out your arms to stretch for a bit as the Fiend begins to crawl towards you. It sees what you're doing and its grins grows wider, as if it doesn't believe that you can do anything with your puny weapon. You grit your teeth in annoyance and let some of your magical energy flow into the Magitek engine. There's a brief glitch in the system as your suit is filled with excess energy, and then you look at the Fiend, a smirk on your lips that it can't see due to your helmet.

You charge at the Fiend, but it swings its arm in your general direction at a speed that startles you, and you barely manage to throw yourself to the ground. You roll back onto your feet and use the momentum to jump up, slicing at the Fiend's face while it's still recovering from the attack. It moves back, snarling in surprise, and you follow up your attack with a sharp kick to its nose.

The Fiend rears back, annoyed by what you just did, and crawls back out of the car, fending off your blows before standing up, growling at you in frustration as it starts to lash out at you with its foot. You duck and weave under its kicks, but you can feel your excess energy beginning to drain away. You try to find a spot where you can channel some more power into your suit, but you can't find the time as the Fiend starts to swing its fist at you this time.

You throw up a protective field just in time to stop the blow, but the impact sends you flying back a few feet, though it also knocks the Fiend off balance and onto its rear. You get up before it does and rush at it, swinging your combat knife. The Fiend barely manages to block your blow, although you cut off its finger in the process. It howls in pain and swings its other fist at you, forcing you away from it as it stares at you, its eyes showing what appears to be fear.

Your heart is pounding rapidly, though; you're not certain if you can keep up with the Fiend's attacks.

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