7 sins gathered

While Alliron was making sure to be out of the beast's sensing area so it wouldn't change its targets, I was fighting it head-on!

The wrath beast's attacks were scarring my very being, making my skeleton shudder as the power of the strikes were slowly crippling my body.

Every attack I forcefully withstood made cracks appear all over my skin, my muscles cried out as they deflated, and the energy in my body was thrown in disarray.

It was pure torture, something even worse than the previous tortures of hell combined.

Especially since it was oh so slow, I couldn't help but glance at Alliron, hoping that his astral bow was ready for shooting, but I could see that he barely only made the base of the bow. He still needed the string and arrows!

I clenched my fists as the beast socked me directly in the jaw, dislocating it entirely.

I glared at the beast with my swollen eyes as I put my jaw back into its place and barely dodged another attack that would have taken my head cleanly off my should
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