"Run!!!"
Instinctively, Asher screamed at the top of his voice, pulling out his sword as fast as he could. He tried to keep his composure, but just as he reacted to the beast with a desperate cry, it retaliated.
The Night Terror, a monstrous entity with three faceless heads, pulled back before raising a massive paw. With terrifying speed, it swung at Asher.
The attack was too fast. Too sudden. There was no time to evade.
Asher barely managed to bring up his sword in defense, but the sheer force behind the beast's blow was overwhelming. The impact tore through him, sending him hurtling through the air.
A deafening boom echoed as his body smashed through a stone wall, breaking it apart in an explosion of rubble.
"Ngh—!"
Blood splattered the ground where Asher landed. His vision blurred, his body numb.
Nimora felt her chest tighten at the sight. The strings of her heart were being pulled apart.
"Asher!—"