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A flicker of recognition crossed the Titan's face as its gaze locked onto the sword in my hand.

The creature's beady eyes widened slightly, a subtle shift in its expression betraying a momentary spark of awareness.

It stared at me with an intense, scrutinizing gaze, as if trying to assess every nuance of my presence.

Its eyes narrowed, taking in my stance and the determined grip on my sword.

The Titan seemed to be evaluating not just my physical readiness but also the depth of my confidence and experience.

Each calculated moment of silence felt like a deliberate attempt to gauge whether I was a credible threat or merely a fleeting obstacle.

Finally, the Titan released its grip on Damon, letting him fall to the ground with a heavy, jarring thud.

The impact reverberated through the quiet space, the sound echoing with a grim finality.

Damon's body hit the earth with a sickening force, his form sprawling out limply as he lay motionless.

The force of the fall and the rough handling left him vulnerable and still, adding a stark visual reminder of the danger and brutality he had faced.

The Titan's gesture of dismissal was both a statement of its confidence and a chilling prelude to the impending battle.

It unsheathed its massive sword with a slow, deliberate motion, the metallic rasp echoing ominously in the still air.

The blade gleamed ominously in the dim light, its sharp edge catching the faint glow as it was brandished menacingly in my direction.

The Titan held the sword aloft, the sheer weight of the weapon adding an extra layer of threat to its intimidating stance.

The display of raw power was both a warning and a challenge, signaling that it was prepared to engage in a fierce confrontation, the weapon ready to be wielded with devastating force.

With pleasure,' it rumbled, the words dripping with a dark, unsettling satisfaction.

The Titan's voice was a deep, gravelly growl that resonated with a cruel edge, as if it took a perverse delight in the impending fight.

The creature's tone conveyed an eerie eagerness, a disturbing anticipation for the violence to come.

The titan's roar split the night air, a bone-chilling sound that sent shivers down my spine.

I could feel the ground tremble beneath me as the massive beast lunged forward, its sword gleaming wickedly in the pale moonlight.

There was no time to think —only to react.

My heart pounded in my chest, my every instinct screaming at me to move.

I threw myself to the side just as the titan's sword came crashing down, the blade slicing through the air with terrifying speed.

It missed me by mere inches, carving a deep gouge in the earth where I had stood moments before.

I rolled across the ground, feeling the sharp sting of rocks and debris digging into my skin.

Gritting his teeth, I pushed myself up, summoning a gust of wind to propel me back to my feet.

The titan was relentless, already bearing down on me with a speed that belied its massive size.

Its eyes burned with a savage intelligence, and its lips curled back to reveal rows of sharp, yellowed teeth.

I sent a six directional windslam at it.

Blades of wind shot out in every direction, cutting through the air like invisible scythes.

The titan barely flinched.

It swung its sword with inhuman precision, deflecting most of the wind slashes with a series of powerful, calculated movements.

The few that did manage to connect only grazed its thick hide, drawing thin lines of blood that seemed to infuriate the beast even more.

I cursed under my breath.

The titan was faster and more skilled than I had anticipated.

Its swordsmanship was nearly flawless, each movement precise and controlled.

There was no recklessness in its attacks-only the cold, calculated efficiency of a seasoned warrior.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

The titan roared again, charging forward with its sword raised high.

I knew I couldn't block the blow—not with my current strength.

I gathered the wind beneath me, propelling myself upward in a desperate leap just as the titan's sword slashed through the space where my body had been.

The force of the swing created a shockwave that rippled through the air, sending leaves and dust swirling in every direction.

I landed a few feet away, my chest heaving as I struggled to catch my breath.

My heart was racing, my muscles screaming in protest with every movement.

The titan's relentless assault was pushing me to my limits, and I knew I couldn't keep dodging forever. I needed a plan— and fast.

The titan didn't give me time to think. It lunged at me again, swinging its sword in a wide arc.

I barely managed to avoid the blow, using a burst of wind to propel myself backward.

The sword struck the ground with a resounding crash, sending shards of rock flying through the air.

I raised an arm to shield my face as the debris rained down around me.

I knew I was running out of options.

The titan was too powerful, too fast.

My usual tactics weren't working, and I could feel his strength waning with each passing second.

I needed to change the tide of the battle, and I needed to do it now.

My mind raced, my thoughts a blur of desperation.

Then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw something—a faint glimmer of hope .

The titan's sword, as powerful as it was, seemed to be slightly too large for the beast's hand.

The grip was strong, but not unbreakable.

If I could somehow disarm it, I might stand a chance.

I narrowed my eyes, focusing all of my mana on the sword in my hand.

The wind responded to my call, swirling around me in a tight vortex. I sent the vortex at the titan.

The wind howled as it spun faster and faster, forming a spiraling cyclone that hurtled toward the titan.

The vortex struck the titan's sword arm with the force of a hurricane, pushing the beast back several steps.

The titan snarled in anger, its massive feet digging into the earth as it struggled to maintain its balance.

But the vortex was relentless, tearing at the titan's arm with all the force it could muster.