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As his blade sharpened, Cyrus's gaze panned to the beast in front of him, its towering body full of scaly armour and teeth that ground like a meat grinder.

It was severely weakened and had also been ambushed; however, it was a Grand beast of the knight code. Fighting such a beast was hard—harder than anything he had done so far.

However, he had no choice unless he wanted to become cannon fodder.

"Brace yourself!!" Cyrus barked as his lone figure ran forward with a gleaming blade at his side.

The beast, seeing him rush forward, swiped its tail, crashing down at him with incredible force and magnitude. It felt like a hammer was falling from the sky:

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But just as it reached Cyrus, blood splashed, and all of a sudden the beast's tail was cut off like a knife through butter.