A Weakling’s Resolve (2)

Blaine lifted his head, eyeing the approaching creature with cold resolve. The Rank-3 dagger Cecelia had given him produced a potent, fast-acting analgesic when infused with mana. 

That was precisely why Blaine had left it embedded in the creature's arm.

As he dodged the creature's attacks, Blaine continuously channelled more mana into it, utilizing it as a makeshift syringe to flood the Unknown's body with poison.

However… The fast-acting toxins weren't fast enough.

If Blaine had just another minute, he could have taken it down without as much as suffering a single wound. 

However, his plans fell apart the moment the creature shifted its focus to Cecelia, forcing Blaine to act. 

Since Blaine couldn't let her die, he was forced to take the blow instead.

The monstrous Unknown loomed over the young Lionheart, its grotesque, tendril-like tongue flailing weakly in the air, twitching as if sensing its prey's dwindling strength.