The Slaughter III

The Abyssal Qi burned like hot magma as I felt my core expand. I ignored it. Lunging towards the Bloodhound with Zero Step, I blurred, opening the Sovereign's Domain the moment I perceived danger. A mistake. My bones nearly shattered. Compressed beneath such force, I could imagine my bones fracturing like cracked glass. 

Still, I held. My speed and strength surged as I blitzed the Bloodhound in stasis beneath my domain. Laevetein lashed against the beast's jaw. No good. The slash was more like a slap. Hurtful, no doubt, but not threatening. I struck again and again and again twenty-seven times in a single breath before retreating before I was forced to channel that energy into my dagger and sword. I had approached the limit on how much force my body could contain. Now, I needed to reinforce my weapons.