A Lot of EXP, and Items

The battle between Alex and the vampire Valarian was reaching its endpoint. Both sides attacked with everything they had, and although Alex was much more powerful, winning was still challenging.

 

"I don't know what type of creature you are, but I will be the one leaving victorious!" Valarian yelled, dashing while grasping his sword.

 

Alex blocked the oncoming sword with his long claws, sharp as the finest blade. He diverted the attack to the side using one of his hands, and the other struck back, hitting Valarian on the chest. Valarian's chest bore a huge claw mark, and blood spurted from the wound, inflicting significant pain.

 

However, something nagged at the back of Alex's mind—a ticking timer. He had only around thirty seconds left before losing control over his body. While he might still win the fight even without control, it would be a risky gamble, and Alex wasn't one to take such risks.