In the ruins, the air was thick with tension.
Kyle, a young boy with long bluish-black hair, stood facing the monstrous humanoid creature.
Blue lightning crackled around his body.
In front of him loomed the monster, its massive claws glinting in the faint light.
Its black, stony armor seemed impenetrable, and its glowing red eyes burned with a predatory hunger.
The wind whistled past, signaling the start of the battle.
Both opponents vanished from their spots in a blur of speed, reappearing face to face in an instant.
"Clangg!"
Kyle's Jian, crackling with blue electricity, clashed against the monster's massive claws.
The impact sent a small shockwave rippling through the air.
The ruins trembled as Kyle and the monster clashed again and again.
The air was alive with energy, the tension so thick it felt like the world itself was holding its breath.
Kyle's bluish-black hair whipped around his face as the wind howled, carrying with it the scent of ozone and frost.
His Jian, glowing with blue lightning, hummed in his hand, but the monster's claws were relentless, each strike shaking Kyle to his core.
Kyle darted forward, his movements quick as the wind, but the monster was faster. Its massive claws swung down, forcing Kyle to leap back.
He stumbled, his boots skidding across the cracked stone floor.
The monster lunged, its red eyes blazing, and Kyle barely raised his Jian in time to block the blow. The impact sent him flying backward, his body slamming into a crumbling wall. Pain shot through his back, but he gritted his teeth and pushed himself up.
"Not… yet," Kyle muttered, his voice trembling but determined.
He raised his Jian, and the air around him crackled with blue lightning.
He swung the blade, sending a jagged bolt of electricity toward the monster.
The lightning struck its black armor, but the creature barely flinched. Its red eyes glowed brighter, and it charged again.
Kyle's heart pounded as he summoned the wind.
A gust roared to life around him, lifting him off the ground and carrying him out of the monster's path.
He landed lightly, his Jian glowing brighter as he called upon the ice. Frost spread across the ground, creeping toward the monster's feet.
The creature roared as the ice encased its legs, freezing it in place.
For a moment, Kyle thought he had the upper hand.
He dashed forward, his Jian aimed straight for the monster's chest.
But the ice shattered as the monster broke free, its claws slashing through the air.
Kyle twisted his body, but the claws grazed his side, tearing through his clothes and drawing blood.
He cried out, stumbling back as pain seared through him.
The monster didn't give him a moment to recover. It pressed its attack, its claws swinging in a deadly arc.
Kyle raised his Jian, blocking the blows, but each strike felt like a hammer against his blade. His arms ached, and his breath came in ragged gasps.
He couldn't keep this up much longer.
Kyle called upon ice and lightning elements at once.
Blue lightning crackled along his Jian, and frost spread across the ground, creeping up the monster's legs once more.
With a shout, Kyle plunged his blade into the ground, sending a wave of lightning and ice toward the monster.
The creature roared as the elements struck it, its body convulsing under the assault.
But it wasn't enough. The monster broke free again, its claws slashing through the air.
Kyle barely dodged, his movements growing slower as exhaustion set in. He was running out of time.
Desperation fueled his next move.
This time he raised his hand and chains made up of ice erupted from the ground holding the creature in place.
Kyle circled around it, his body enhanced by wind and lightning.
He moved like a blur, appearing behind the monster in an instant.
With a fierce cry, Kyle thrust his lightning-charged Jian straight at the monster's head.
But the monster was faster than he expected he broke through the ice chains and raised its arm, blocking the strike.
The tip of Kyle's Jian pierced through the monster's arm, stopping just inches from its face.
Kyle's eyes widened.
The monster raised its other claw, ready to swipe at Kyle and finish him off.
In a desperate move, Kyle unleashed a massive discharge of lightning through his sword.
A blinding blue flash erupted, and the monster's left arm was blasted off.
The force of the explosion sent Kyle flying backward, his body slamming into the ground.
He gasped for air, feeling the heavy strain on his mana.
His vision blurred, but he forced himself to stay focused.
Before he could recover, the monster emerged from the dust cloud, its remaining claw raised high.
It swung at Kyle with terrifying speed.
Kyle barely managed to block the attack with the flat side of his Jian, but the sheer force sent him flying.
He crashed through several walls in the ruins, his body tumbling across the ground until he finally came to a stop.
Kyle stood up shakily, coughing up blood.
His body was battered and bruised, his one arm fractured.
He could barely hold his Jian, but he refused to give up.
The monster approached, its red eyes glowing with malice, ready to finish its prey.
Kyle summoned a blob of water and hurled it at the monster's face.
The monster paused, confused by the weak attack.
It looked ahead, only to find Kyle had vanished.
It looked around only to find nothing.
It sensed an unusual amount of mana gathering above his head.
It looked up to see Kyle hanging upside down in the air just above his head, his legs braced against an invisible platform of wind.
Kyle's eyes burned with determination as he launched himself downward with wind magic increasing his speed, his Jian charged with concentrated lightning, wind and ice mana.
The attack was swift and precise.
Before the monster could defend itself Kyle's Jian pierced through the it's skull, the force of the strike driving it deep into the creature's head.
It all happened in seconds.
The claw monster didn't even have the time to react.
The monster's red eyes dimmed, and its massive body collapsed to the ground with a thunderous crash.
Kyle landed heavily on the ground, his body trembling from exhaustion.
He was covered in bruises, cuts, and blood, but his eyes sparkled with excitement.
This was his first real battle, his first kill—and instead of feeling sick or scared, he felt a strange thrill.
It was like beating the hardest boss in a video game with the highest difficulty, a rush of adrenaline that made him feel alive.
"I did it," Kyle whispered, his voice rough and weak.
He stared at the monster's lifeless body, feeling a mix of relief and pride.
"I actually did it."
But the excitement didn't last long.
His injuries were severe, and his body was pushed to its limit.
His vision blurred, and his legs gave out.
He collapsed to his knees, then fell unconscious, lying motionless on the cold ground.
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From the shadows, a pair of eyes watched everything unfold.
The figure stepped out of the darkness, revealing a woman with an air of mystery.
She moved silently, her presence almost ghostlike, as if she were part of the shadows themselves.
She knelt down beside Kyle, her expression soft and filled with concern.
Gently, she brushed his bloodied cheek with her hand, her touch surprisingly tender.
Her fingers lingered for a moment, as if she were trying to soothe his pain even while he was unconscious.
She reached into a small pouch at her side and pulled out an advanced health potion.
The liquid inside glowed faintly, a sign of its powerful healing properties.
Carefully, she tilted Kyle's head back and made him drink the potion.
The liquid worked quickly, soothing his wounds and stabilizing his condition.
His breathing, which had been shallow and uneven, began to steady.
Next, she reached for Kyle's storage ring and took out a low-level health potion.
She emptied its contents onto the ground, leaving the bottle empty.
Then, she placed the empty bottle in Kyle's hand, making it look like he had used it himself.
It was a small act, but it would keep him from questioning how he had healed so quickly.
She gazed down at Kyle, her eyes filled with a mix of affection and worry.
Her expression softened as she took in his battered and bruised form.
Gently, she reached out and brushed a strand of hair from his face, her touch light and almost tender.
For a moment, she simply sat there, letting his head rest on her lap as she continued to caress his hair, her movements slow and soothing.
Hours passed as she stayed by his side, watching over him.
The ruins were silent, the only sound the faint rustle of the wind.
Finally, Kyle's eye twitched slightly, a sign that he was beginning to wake.
The woman gently lifted his head and placed it back on the ground, ensuring he was comfortable.
She stood up quickly, her movements smooth and silent, like a shadow coming to life.
She looked down at Kyle one last time, her expression unreadable—somewhere between concern and determination.
"We will meet soon, Kyle," she whispered, her voice so quiet it barely carried through the stillness of the ruins.
She paused, her gaze lingering on him, before adding, "And when we do…" Her words trailed off, but they carried a strange weight, as if they held a promise—or perhaps a warning.
It was unclear what she meant, but her tone suggested something significant was coming.
With that, she stepped back into the shadows. In an instant, she was gone, as if she had never been there at all.
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