"Good. I was waiting for you to grow a spine and fight me like a man," it said and came at me with its aura blazing.
Though, a moment later. Its expressions changed as it felt the restrictions on it. I had pulled the strings, which I had weaved on it.
It had removed its powerful soul cover nearly three hours ago.
Even then, I didn't use the strings. I only did it after Kanxin moved to fight the Grimms ten minutes ago.
Until then, I had been working on tweaking the formation to make it invisible to Foxman. Even without a soul cover, it is an extremely powerful Grimm.
I cannot afford to take the chances as it is the only one, I have.
I used every extreme string I had. I used the ones I used to make Kanxin's protection and even weakened my own shield enough that it would barely bear its attack.
I even took some from my armor. These strings helped me create a single layer of powerful weave.
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"It is what you had done to the Tros!" he said, coming to relaxation. "Yes, and you will suffer the same fate as it," I replied.
"If you think that, then, you are underestimating far too much, little elf!" it said and attacked.
It is a powerful attack even with the restrictions.
I responded to its attack, using everything I had against it.
Our weapons clashed, and I shook but didn't take the steps back. It opened its mouth seeing that but stopped, and I felt the powerful energy acting against my strings.
I tried to do the second weave, but it sensed and stopped. Yes, it had stopped it.
No Grimm had ever stopped it, but this one did.
'Fuck!' I cursed in my heart. I
I was counting on the second layer. I would have to put enough restrictions on it that I would be able to kill it, but seeing the way it had stopped it, that wouldn't be possible.
I wished I could have used all my strings before moving to fight it, but it had never stopped attacking me. So I could not use all my strings.
I could only use what I could space and spare enough time to create a single layer of the weave.
Looking at the things. If I want to deal with it, I will have to do it on my own.
So, I changed the strategy.
"You had made me angry. I was in the mood to finish you off soon, but now, I will torture you with the greatest pain you have ever felt," it promised an attack.
Our weapons clashed, and this time, I barely shook for the first time in hours. I attacked.
It seemed to make it even angrier, and I wanted it angry.
It defended before attacking again, which I immediately moved to respond, while my clones manipulated the weave to reduce its power as much as possible.
I have a large amount of data on it and am using it to weaken its attack as much as possible.
CLANNNG CLANNNG CLANNNG!
I defended the attack before attacking it, which it defended and attacked again.
We are fighting equally, and it is frustrating. It is trying to harness and use as much power as possible while trying to destroy the weave.
It might not let me weave another layer, but it can forget about destroying.
I made it especially for it, and its formation works well against its energies. I tested it extensively before using it on the strings.
A minute passed, and then another. We kept fighting when something changed.
I dodged its attack. I had never done that before; I had dodged it and moved forward before attacking it.
A ripping sound was rapid as my sword cut across its chest.
The cut is shallow and immediately begins healing, but that doesn't matter. What matters is that I was able to; I had never done it before.
"I will kill you!" it roared and attacked once more.
I dodged the attack, which I hadn't planned, but I did it, seeing the chance appearing in front of me, and slashed at its legs moving forward.
It was another shallow cut, but as I had said, it didn't matter.
This time, it didn't react in rage and attack. It is smart enough to understand the trouble it is in and is now focusing even more on the weave.
Seeing the chance, I didn't waste even a moment and attacked.
It defended and defended the one after, but the next moment, I could move its sword fast and make another cut across its body before attacking again.
It had moved to complete defenses while I took the charge. First, it could defend most of the attack but soon got cut with the most.
Finally, after a minute, I could give a deep cut across its leg.
It had made its expression change, and it did something I didn't think it would.
"It's not over, elf," it said and turned before running away.
The intelligent bastard quickly understood that it would be very hard to beat me. So, it didn't hesitate and began to run away.
Seeing this, I made a dangerous decision.
It crashed against the invisible layer, which turned into a sphere.
I made it use all the other strings I have. Including the one, I have been trying to create another layer of it and one that my armor is of.
What I have done is extremely dangerous, but it is necessary.
If it runs away, I will not be able to stop. I can not let that happen. I need to kill it here, and I will do it.
Our swords clashed, and for the first time, they shook under my attack. Seeing that, I grinned and attacked again.
It attacked the sphere hard, and it rippled as the energies spread into the strings including the one that is binding it.
"It's over for you!" I said, moving toward it for attack while activating the suppression of the sphere.
"Fuck off!" it shouted and swung its rapier toward me.
Our swords clashed, and for the first time, they shook under my attack. Seeing that, I grinned and attacked again.
A deep cut appeared on its chest, and I attacked again, landing another cut and then another.
Here, it is suppressed, contained in a small space. There is no way it could defend against my attack, which it was barely able to do before the sphere.
A minute passed, and hundreds of cuts appeared on its body. A lot of them are deep.
It had started to affect them. Even with its vitality, such injuries are dangerous, especially when they are filled with inheritance power.
"Elf, let me go, or I will self-destruct," it threatened finally.
"Do it," I replied to its shock and, a moment later, received a shock. The energies had been gathering in the weave for minutes and had attacked it.
Its an attack that targeted its whole body. Instead of a single point.
It is not a dangerous attack, but it will give me a fraction of a second I need.
It understood that as its eyes filled with horror while its energies roared crossed against the restrictions.
My blade pierced through my chest, and at the same time, the energies broke through the restriction. Seeing this, I couldn't help, but get shocked.
In its last moment, it was able to harness the massive power from its bloodline, but it came a moment later.
My sword pierced through it, and I poured a massive amount of energy inside it—more than I was initially planning to use, as I did not want to take any risks.
I would rather see it dead than break out of restrictions, which would be terrible for me.
Its power roared, and my heart skipped a beat. It moved, and I got ready to defend myself when it stopped, and blood leaked out of its mouth.
The next moment, like a punctured balloon. The massive power went bust.
Seeing this, I heaved a sigh of relief.
I could see it struggling to gather more power, but I had blasted the bastard's heart apart.
Still, not wanting to take risks, I pulled it toward my core, and the bastard resisted. I pulled harder, and after eight and a half seconds of struggle, I succeeded.