A chilling realization dawned on Noah as the Ice Troll's wounds, though gruesome, began to show signs of closing. The Troll's roar, though tinged with pain, still held a primal ferocity. These weren't mere training grounds imitations; this was the real deal, a creature of legend with a legendary resilience.
A cold pit formed in his stomach. He had underestimated his opponent. This wasn't just a battle of brute force; it was a fight against the very biology of the Ice Troll. The Splitting Wave Slash, usually so effective, had merely nicked at the beast's phenomenal regenerative abilities. His initial burst of confidence threatened to evaporate.
But Noah wasn't one to give up easily. The thrill of competition, the core of his adventurer spirit, flared back to life, tinged now with a newfound respect for his monstrous adversary. He wouldn't just defeat this Ice Troll; he would learn from it.
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