Chapter 141 - Hero on the Verge of Death

His heart beat wildly, thundering against his ribs like a war drum calling him forward, but his body betrayed him with every twitch—sluggish, heavy, worn from the last battle that had already wrung him out like a blood-soaked rag, his muscles still aching, nerves still stuttering, but none of that mattered, not now, not with that thing standing in front of him. Sylvaris stared at the monster not as prey, not as some broken man clinging to life, but like a beast sizing up another—his golden eyes locked in with the same hunger that had seen him survive every trial so far, I need to move fast and strike first, he thought, body already shifting into motion, only then will I get the edge, even if it's just a second.