Realizing where the Wyrm's core is, Buji exhaled softly. In his hand, he was twirling the Phantom Fang Blade in between his fingers.
His has found it, finally.
Yes, but locating it wasn't the same as reaching it.
"It won't be easy, I swear" he muttered, with a smirk on his lips.
The Wyrm, as impatient as it was, reared back and struck first.
Its tail swipe fast, condescending with agility that cut into the air.
Buji had not the enough time to react as the gust of wind howled through the cavern, its impact sending sharp debris into diffusion.
He lunged back, activating his Phantom Step immediate, a with a blue he narrowly escaped the crushing force of the tail.
"Damn, that was close—"
But before Buji could balance his footing, the Wyrm lunged forward, twisting its enormous body.
"At least, give me time to react before you lunge a second attack," Buji muttered, trying to figure out the creature's next action.
