"Admit defeat. You know that you will not last a battle of endurance." The figure of Battulda towered over Jake.
Jake was covered in cuts and bruises, his breathing haggard, as he knew that the battle was about to draw to a near. His final act did not go according to plan.
As he had increased his tempo, Battulda just compensated by becoming faster. It was like Jake was battling against the perfect fighting machine, something that was designed to be undefeatable.
His eyes were slowly becoming hazy.
"No. Stay in the battle. All is not lost yet." He shook his head and reminded himself. Defeat would only come the moment he gave up.
And he had no intention of giving up just yet. Not after he had come so far, and fought so hard.
He was in the yellows, but so was Battulda. He was dealing as much damage as he could to the boss, and he was connecting on a few of his attacks.
But the sheer volume of attacks that landed on him was concerning.