But the Chimera's counterattack was swift and fierce.
The lion's head suddenly lunged forward, its massive claws tearing through space, moving so fast it was almost imperceptible.
Ron drew the spirit-constructed Ironwood Sword, and with his mastery level of Basic Swordsmanship, he intercepted the lethal strike in the nick of time.
—Dawn Cross!
The sword light shimmered, like a meteor streaking across the night sky, slicing precisely toward the lion head's right eye.
However, the Chimera's reaction speed exceeded imagination; it tilted its head slightly to evade the fatal blow, leaving only a shallow scar on its cheek.
"Truly worthy of a Divine Era Magical Beast..." Ron marveled inwardly, constantly adjusting his tactics.
Battle in the Consciousness Space was far more perilous than in the real world, with everything directly affecting the essence of the spirit, without any buffer or protection.
A slight mistake could lead to mental collapse, or even soul annihilation.
