Half an hour after handing over all the arrows and giving Levy a full rundown on what to do, Razeal finally returned to his system space.
He had the entire night ahead of him.
And he was going to use every second of it.
Back to the grind.
Without wasting a second, he threw himself into the brutal repetition of battle, once again facing off against that damn metallic creature that came at him with a speed so fast it blurred before his eyes.
Most of the time, dodging was all he could manage. And honestly, that was the only thing he could do. No matter what attack he tried, the damn thing just wouldn't take damage. The only thing breaking ir sliced like a butter... was his sword or flesh.
Thank the system for unlimited weapons. No matter how many swords he destroyed, it always gave him another. At least he didn't need to worry about restocking or buying replacements.
Still, frustration bubbled beneath the surface.
