On the other side, Nox was facing the Chimeric Cleaver. He fought the monster with fervor and determination, his blade against the creature's crystallized claws, causing sparks to fly.
After a moment of battle with neither side gaining the upper hand, the two adversaries now stood dozens of meters apart, each analyzing their opponent.
But after a few more seconds of observing each other, the Cleaver's patience ran out.
It reared up, its enormous paws striking the ground with a force that shook the earth. Nox was still on guard, his gaze fixed on the creature. Looking at it, he saw multiple weak points in his adversary's defense, but he knew he had to remain cautious. The Cleaver was a formidable opponent, and he must not underestimate its power.
Then, suddenly, the Cleaver lunged toward Nox, its eyes burning with rage. It charged, its crystallized claws cleaving the air with deadly speed and precision. Nox prepared himself, adjusting his sword, ready to strike.
