"Admit defeat. You know that you will not last a battle of endurance." The figure of Battulda towered over Jake.

Jake was covered in cuts and bruises, his breathing haggard, as he knew that the battle was about to draw to a near. His final act did not go according to plan.

As he had increased his tempo, Battulda just compensated by becoming faster. It was like Jake was battling against the perfect fighting machine, something that was designed to be undefeatable.

His eyes were slowly becoming hazy.

"No. Stay in the battle. All is not lost yet." He shook his head and reminded himself. Defeat would only come the moment he gave up.

And he had no intention of giving up just yet. Not after he had come so far, and fought so hard.

He was in the yellows, but so was Battulda. He was dealing as much damage as he could to the boss, and he was connecting on a few of his attacks.

But the sheer volume of attacks that landed on him was concerning.

"There must be a way for me to land a hit on him." Jake asked himself as he jumped up, seeing Battulda's spear just barely graze the sand beneath Jake's feet.

Jake then stretched his feet forward, landing on the spear, and jumping onto the handle, using it as a prop to get himself closer to Battulda.

"Despairing Strike!"

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Without a spear to defend himself, Battulda had to take this one straight to the face. Jake felt a resounding hit vibrate along his hand as he quickly retreated, catching another breath.

"You have no intention of ending this futile resistance, I can see. That means that I will have to end this one myself. I guess I was enjoying this too much, but at the end of the day, I must return to my duties as the keeper of these gates, and that means that I must finish off insects like you." Battulda thundered as he slowly started returning to a defensive stance.

Jake felt a bat feeling brewing at the back of his head. Battulda was preparing something, and if that preparation completed, then something that Jake couldn't defend was about to come his way.

Jake just knew it.

"No you don't." Jake shouted as he rushed toward Battulda, frantically trying to rush at him, and perhaps try and break whatever casting Battulda was in the middle of.

Battulda's mouth was moving, and he was chanting something, like he was a mage, or spiritualist.

And if Battulda got any more help, Jake would definitely lost this battle.

Jake's sword glowed a fluorescent blue as his sword grazed Battulda's immobile face. A light, thin, cut appeared above his skin, and blood seeped out.

But that was it. Nothing more came out.

The blood stopped almost immediately, and in real time, Jake could see the wound close itself, like there was nothing to it.

Then, Jake saw something else that was catastrophically concerning.

"His health is returning to the green?" Jake muttered with shock and dismay.

Jake could see Battulda's health bar just go all the way back up in a matter of seconds. This wasn't just a magnitude of one or two thousand health points per second worth of heal.

This was a boss monsters, and boss monsters had tens, maybe hundreds of thousands of health points.

And all of that just recovered in a matter of seconds? What kind of insane spell was just cast right here?I think you should take a look at

And at this crucial point in the fight? Jake was now at a unilateral disadvantage.

His health was far more critical, and Battulda was as strong as he was when he started, perhaps even stronger.

"You have got to be kidding me. It's like this wasn't an opponent that we can defeat. And like, how does that make any sense? The game makes sure that these opponents have a glaringly obvious weakness that I can use to defeat it." Jake told himself.

He was trying his best to remain calm. If he didn't remain calm, then that would spell absolute disaster.

"Interesting. You haven't descended to panic yet, like most humans. You are a very different specimen. Too bad, I can't experiment with you just a little more." Battulda shook his head and sighed.

He then raised his spear, and thrust it forward slowly.

At that speed, there was absolutely no way that it would ever reach Jake.

But for some reason, Jake's arms just tingled with distress. He quickly jumped out of the way of the spear's trajectory, looking at how the slow spear barely even reached a few feet away from where Jake previously stood.

The spear wouldn't have even gotten to Jake!

And yet, Jake kept turning his head, following what trajectory the spear would have taken.

Woosh!

The sound of the air just rushing by was deafening. It felt like the temperature went down by a few degrees.

Amid all of this, Jake could feel the force of the previous attack from where he was standing.

"Thank god I dodged that. Just what kind of monster am I facing? He had that in his bag all of this time?" Jake shook his head with disbelief.

Every time he learned something new about Battulda, he was falling into a deeper pit of despair.

Slowly, he was losing all hope of finishing the battle as the victor.

"There has to be something about him that strikes out. A clear outlier. He has to have a weakness." Jake shook his head.

It just didn't make any sense to him.

He combed through every single inch of Battulda's body while they were fighting. There was not a clear defenseless point.

And that heal that was just given only meant that Battulda would return in perfect condition. Who knew how many more times Battulda could execute that heal?

Jake's eyes wandered past Battulda to the door that he guarded. It was far too big for him to try and get past.

"Perhaps I could try?" Jake wondered.

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