Chapitre 89: Platinum Ents

Flipping his daggers between his daggers, he watched the golden-leaved ent carefully as it reared its platinum fist back before slamming it down towards him like a plummeting meteor.

It was easy enough to dodge, due to its large size, allowing him to step onto his arm before returning with his own attack–slashing at its limb.

Clang.

"Huh–?"

Zero effect. The black-steel daggers he sliced with simply bounced off of its unaffected skin before he was forced to jump back to evade being caught in its grip.

It's tough–! I hit it with everything I had right there, he thought.

Flipping back continuously, the downfall of the ent's massive foot continued to try and stamp him out like an insect.

Spinning himself around in an agile manner, he pressed forward while simultaneously avoiding the ent's attack, allowing him to go for a more potent attack this time:

"Ripper!"

[Spirit: -200. Remaining Spirit: 3300/3500]