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Chapter 7 - Zayne vs. King of Bloodwolf

  Zayne remained motionless, holding his breath as he stared at the colossal beast before him. The leader of the Bloodwolves watched him with eyes as red as burning embers, its jaws open in a menacing snarl. Its size far exceeded that of the other wolves, and its scarlet fur seemed to glow. It was clear that this creature didn’t belong here—a monster of such caliber had no place in this forest.

  Gripping the hilt of his sword tightly, Zayne braced himself. “I have to win… I have no other choice.”

  The beast moved first. In a lightning-fast leap, it lunged at him, fangs bared. Zayne rolled to the side just in time to avoid being torn apart. Responding with a precise thrust, he aimed for the wolf’s flank, but his blade bounced off its thick fur.

  "Damn it, its defense is incredible!"

  The Bloodwolf countered with a claw swipe that tore through the air. Zayne barely managed to step back in time, but the creature’s speed kept him on the defensive. He kept dodging, searching for an opening, but the beast gave him no respite.

  After several exchanges, the wolf retreated slightly. Then, its muscles tensed, and Zayne felt a sudden shift in the air.

  "No… it’s about to use something."

  In an instant, the Bloodwolf vanished from his sight. A chill ran down his spine. Before he could react, a devastating blow struck him square in the chest, sending him crashing against a tree. Pain exploded through his body as he struggled to get back up.

  "What the hell just happened…?"

  The beast was already in front of him. With eyes filled with bloodlust and rage, it charged again. This time, Zayne saw it more clearly—the Bloodwolf’s speed had increased to unimaginable levels.

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  "This is its ability… Absolute Speed."

  Zayne tried to fight back, but every attack was effortlessly dodged, while he continued to take hit after hit. Blood dripped down his forehead, his arms trembled.

  "If this keeps up… I’ll die."

  That was when it happened.

  Time seemed to freeze.

  Suddenly, everything became clear. He saw the Bloodwolf dart to the side, then leap behind him to finish him with a lethal strike. It was a vision. The future.

  Zayne knew exactly what to do.

  As the beast moved, he was already acting. He dodged the first assault with a backward roll, then, with perfect precision, anticipated the second attack and deflected it with his sword. With a fierce shout, he took advantage of the opening and delivered a powerful punch under the creature’s muzzle, making it stagger back for the first time.

  "Now it’s my turn."

  Zayne lunged forward, attacking with a rapid series of strikes. The Bloodwolf, disoriented by his sudden precision, attempted to counterattack, but Zayne evaded every blow with flawless movements, as if he had already lived through this moment.

  His sword, already damaged, shattered during one of the attacks, but he didn’t stop. He performed an acrobatic leap over the wolf, channeling all his strength into a single move.

  "Dragon Kick!"

  His foot struck the beast’s head with devastating force. A sharp sound echoed, then the Bloodwolf collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

  Zayne landed heavily, panting, as he watched the creature’s corpse. The silence of the forest was broken by an unexpected notification.

  

  A satisfied smile spread across his face. Still gasping for air, his gaze settled on the screen that had reappeared before him, illuminating the sky with its eerie glow as the sun neared the horizon.

  "I did it..."

  As Zayne's ragged breaths mixed with the silence of the forest and the lifeless body of the beast lay motionless, an unsettling feeling crept over him. He couldn’t know it yet, but this battle had been only the beginning.

  Something much darker and far more terrifying was already moving in the shadows, ready to change his fate forever.

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