Chapter 66: Into the 9th Floor Part III
The Juggernaut Howlback blurred forward with a momentum that betrayed his massive size. One step cracked the earth. The second closed the distance between us. By the third—
WHAM!
A bone-plated fist slammed toward my ribs like a siege hammer.
I barely twisted in time — the blow grazed me instead of crushing — but the shockwave alone sent me flying backward, scraping across the stone floor and bouncing twice before I rolled to my feet.
"What?! Too fast..."
He didn’t let up.
He charged again, his movement fluid, terrifying. Not the lumbering strength of a brute. This was a trained beast. Efficient. Tactical.
His fists blurred. One — two — three strikes in a heartbeat. I evaded narrowly, each punch brushing air past my skin like cannonballs.
"Alright..." I exhaled sharply, flicking into Precision Flame Stance. "Let’s dance."
He lunged — I ducked, spun, delivered a palm strike to his side.
[Burn Stack: 1]