"Dang!"
A resonant clash echoed as the blade met the unicorn Dragon's tail, sending vibrations up the sword and jolting Ryan's frame. A series of forced steps back followed, his right hand, gripping the greatsword, tingling and nearly numb from the recoil from his sword.
His pupils expanded in shock as he surveyed the damage, a mere superficial white scratch on the unicorn's thickly armored tail. Not even a dent.
In simple terms, it was a clear "failure to breach the defense."
[Greatsword·Ferocious Ice Flower], the weapon that had once cleaved through the leader of the male fire dragons in the ancient forest, was now ineffectual against the superior defenses of the unicorn.
"Damn, how am I supposed to fight this thing?"