Chapter 331: The Final Boss: The Lord of The Fangs
The Lord of Fangs roared—a guttural, primal thunder that split the sky.
His claws met my gauntlets mid-charge. The impact sent a shockwave down the mountain, toppling pillars of bone and cracking the very ground beneath us.
"YOU ARE NO ALPHA!" he bellowed, his voice echoing like a war horn.
"Maybe not," I growled, eyes glowing with fury. "But I'm the end of yours."
He swung, fast—faster than something that big had any right to be. His claw raked across my gauntlet, sparking against the ancient metal. I pivoted, ducked low, and drove my fist into his gut with a flame-propelled blast that sent him staggering.
I didn't stop.
My boots slammed into the earth as I launched another combo—left, right, elbow, knee, gauntlet burst! Flames roared as I slammed both fists into his chest.
But he didn't fall.
The Lord of Fangs grinned, blood dripping from his fangs. "You fight like a beast."
I spat blood. "No. I fight like a man who chose to be more."
He lunged again, claws outstretched. I met him halfway.