[Nick's PoV]
Nick stared disbelievingly as he watched the beast lick Dyr's blood. It licked with an elegance that betrayed the action's inherent savagery.
Soft steps echoed across the floor as Nick willed his body to move forward. His last hope, his only hope, turned out to be nothing more than a snack for the beast. Death was imminent, and not just his.
Everyone's. Everyone was dying in the fight against the demons.
If he couldn't find a way to kill the beast...
'Come on then!' Nick thought to himself, trying to find ways to gain confidence.
But he was on 1 HP. He couldn't use the benefits of his zone state, [Emperor's Will]. If the beast remained perfectly still, maybe he could combine [Shadow Step] and [Evisceration] again. However, with his low health and the beast's prowess...
Well, that didn't seem likely to work.
There was only one idea Nick had left. The circular throne and tattered banners...