An Advanced Capable of Drawing Attention

The bird's long, sharp claws penetrated Vicente's abdomen, cutting deep into the black-haired magician's flesh. But it didn't enjoy the moment, its eyes showing no light as its neck was pierced by the enemy's trident.

Blood dripped onto Vicente's feet as he and the creature fell to the ground, having collided moments ago and then fallen together on their battlefield.

Now their blood stained the stony ground of that mountain, with only one of them breathing, albeit weakened and severely wounded.

Vicente could stand it no longer and let the creature's body fall on top of him, the bird's large neck and head pressing him against the ground, its heavy body against his legs.

"Hah... Hah..." he tried to avoid exclaiming in pain, but he couldn't prevent the rapid sound of his breath escaping from his lips.