The creature's hide was torn and burned from her [Dragon's Breath] attack, blood streaming from multiple wounds where it had struck rocks during its own fall. Its movements were leaning towards its left side, its right side clearly heavily injured.
They were both teetering on the edge of collapse, facing off in what would likely be their final confrontation, one that would decide which one of them would become the victor, and which would become a speck of the past.
With only two lives remaining and a crippling debuff reducing her combat power by more than half, Selene knew this encounter would determine whether her ambitious hunt for strength ended in triumph or permanent death.
The ox lowered its massive head, bloodied tusks aimed directly at her heart as it gathered what remained of its strength for one final charge.
Selene gripped her staff with trembling hands, knowing she had perhaps one spell left before exhaustion claimed her entirely.
