"Big guy's got some punch," Kael grunted, wiping blood from his lip. His silver eyes gleamed, his bloodline thrumming with defiance.
He darted forward, feinting left, then used —Eclipse Step— to flicker right, his dagger aiming for the construct's spine. The blade bit deep, bone cracking, but the construct roared, its sword sweeping low.
Kael leaped, the blade missing by inches, and hurled an obsidian knife. The poison sizzled and the force broke through its defense, slowing the construct's swing, but its aura flared, shrugging off the toxin.
Kael's stamina waned, his breaths ragged, but the EXP from the earlier constructs—4,500 so far—pushed him closer to Lvl 12.
"Just gotta outlast you," he muttered, dodging another sword strike. The construct's size was its greatest strength, but also its flaw as it made slow turns and predictable swings.
