breaking point

The two generals where now on the same side of the forest while Zain was on the other he had two options to runaway or fight the two experienced Generals.

And naturally Zain chose to fight with

The two generals were now on the same side of the forest, while Zain was on the other. He had two options: run away or fight the two experienced generals. Naturally, Zain chose to fight.

Zain took out a mundane sword from his inventory and without wasting a second, he ran towards them, and surprisingly, they ran towards him. General Miguel summoned less powerful monsters. Zain quickly studied how General Barry was moving since he was the most lethal to face and decided to attack Miguel first. The Spanish general was not very strong or fast, which is why Zain decided to target him first.

Zain lunged, his sword a blur of motion. Miguel, caught off guard by the sudden aggression, barely managed to raise his shield. The impact sent a shockwave through Miguel's arm, his shield arm trembling slightly. Before Miguel could retaliate, Zain spun, his blade whistling through the air. Barry, realizing the danger to his comrade, intercepted the blow, sparks flying as their swords clashed.

"Impressive," Barry sneered, pushing Zain back. "But you'll need more than speed to defeat us."

Zain grinned, his eyes flashing. "We'll see about that."

He feinted left, then darted right, aiming for Miguel again. Barry, anticipating the move, moved to intercept, but Zain had already changed his target. He dropped to a knee, sweeping his sword in a low arc, catching Miguel off balance. The Spanish general cried out as the blade sliced through his armor, drawing blood.

"Miguel!" Barry roared, his eyes blazing with fury. He unleashed a flurry of attacks, forcing Zain to retreat. Zain parried and dodged, his movements fluid and precise, but Barry's relentless assault was pushing him back.

Suddenly, as Barry's blade came down in a powerful overhead strike, Zain felt a surge of energy within him. It was like a fire igniting in his core, spreading through his veins, making him feel powerful and energized. He didn't know where this surge came from, but it was there.

He met Barry's blow, but this time, the clash was different. Zain's sword didn't just meet Barry's, it seemed to push back, a strange green glow emanating from the point of contact. Barry stumbled back, surprised, his eyes widening as he looked at Zain.

Zain felt the heat rising in his body, his vision blurring for a moment. When it cleared, he saw the world in a different light. His eyes were no longer their normal color. They burned with an eerie green fire. He looked down at his hands, and saw the same green energy flickering around them.

Barry stared at him, a flicker of fear in his eyes. "What… what is this?"

Zain didn't answer. He didn't understand it himself. But the power, whatever it was, felt incredible. He raised his sword, the green fire dancing along the blade, and charged towards Barry, a primal roar escaping his lips. The battle had just taken a dramatic, and mysterious, turn.