Hard As Hell

We both rushed forward, each targeting a different cave beast. I leapt into the air, raising my gunblade, now in Blade Form, and brought it down hard on the back of one of the creatures. At the same time, Bob charged his target, slashing horizontally with both of his swords.

But the moment our weapons made contact, we knew something was wrong.

It felt like striking solid steel. My blade rebounded violently, the shock traveling up my arm. The gunblade flew from my grasp, clattering to the ground before vanishing into blue particles. My arm trembled from the force of the recoil. Under the beam of light coming from the cavern's opening above, I checked the spot I had struck.

Not even a scratch.

Bob did not fare any better. His swords bounced off the creature's leg as if he'd hit stone. The beast turned toward him with a low growl, its massive fist swinging toward his head. Bob barely managed to dodge, diving to the side and scrambling back to me.