The four-tailed Gorvak's eyes gleamed with caution as it stared Nate down. The first punch had not been effective, but it had told the beast something important—Nate wasn't weak. He wasn't like the others.
So this time, it didn't hesitate.
With a guttural growl that echoed across the battlefield, the four-tailed launched itself forward. Its fist came faster than before—so fast it blurred, cloaked in an intense green energy that pulsed with a sickening rhythm. The strike held nothing back. No deception. No testing the waters.
Pure power.
Nate met it head-on.
He raised both arms and coated them in roaring flames, forming a fiery shield just in time. The Gorvak's fist collided with Nate's arms, and a deafening BOOM erupted. The shockwave blew chunks of concrete into the air, cracked the ground for meters, and sent both of them flying backward.
