Regression: Reclaiming the End

Four more circled in—a flanking maneuver. Clever. I smirked.

"You’re learning."

I dashed straight into them.

One jab to the gut—burns threading through its core.

One rising knee—collapsing its neckplate.

The third tried to clamp its jaws down—

I twisted, grabbing its jaw with both hands and unleashing a burst of Emberfang into its throat.

Three chimerae down in five seconds.

The last one swung a crystal wing like a blade.

I blocked with both arms, bones groaning—

Then retaliated.