Purgatory (End)

Somersaulting to the back to dodge the attacks of the Corrupted Spirit, whom I have named Rocky, I smile wryly at how quick he moves. Although he doesn't move as fast as I do, his longer reach has, from time to time, almost cost me my life.

When I stop somersaulting, Rocky has just finished swinging his sword. I immediately jump at him even before he can swing his sword again. I breach through his guard, catching him off guard as I swing Rexorem. Annoyingly, though, he can still do something about it.

Boom!

A fire jet comes out of his chest, forcing me to focus on blocking it instead of cutting him. The heat it produces is nothing to scoff at since I can feel my skin 'tingling' even after protecting myself with a fairly thick layer of Mana, which is unusual of me.

"He hasn't revealed all of the cards up his sleeve, huh?"