The Foul Hound moved first.
It lunged forward and the ground exploded.
Bone spears erupted from the floor in a violent wave, stabbing upward toward Adam.
Adam moved instantly.
Every spear missed him by inches as he closed the distance between them.
Then their eyes met.
Adam's sharp gaze.
The empty sockets of the hound's skull.
And the next moment…
They clashed.
Adam swung the lion fang.
The Foul Hound answered with a clawed strike.
CLANG.
Bone and fang collided.
The impact echoed through the endless void of Adam's soul.
They moved again.
Faster.
Adam ducked beneath a sweeping claw.
The hound's bones twisted, launching sharp fragments like arrows.
Adam's fang flashed.
Wind and Death affinity coated the blade as he struck.
The hound countered with bone projectiles, deflecting the attack.
Their battle turned into a storm of motion.
Every collision shook the space around them.
But as the fight continued…
Adam began to notice something.
