The Villain's Side of the Novel - Chapter 180: Alone Against The Frozen Shadows .

Fray gleamed in the pale light as he unleashed the metal ax upon his adversaries. With a deft flick of his wrist, he sent the ax spinning through the air, its blade finding its mark in the chest of one of the approaching pale monsters. The creature let out a shrill cry, stumbling backward before collapsing into the snow.

With his ax embedded in the fallen monster, Fray swiftly closed the distance, his fists becoming a blur of rapid strikes. His trained muscles propelled him forward, launching punches and kicks with precision. He struck with the force of a raging tempest, each blow finding its target and momentarily halting the advance of the encroaching horde.

The pale monsters retaliated with savage fervor. Their claws sliced through the biting wind, seeking to rend flesh and bone. Fray deftly dodged and weaved, his movements fluid and instinctive. He blocked incoming strikes with his forearms, absorbing the impact with practiced resilience. In the midst of the swirling snow and chaotic battleground, he maintained a remarkable focus.

One of the monsters lunged at Fray from the side, jaws gaping wide in an attempt to sink its teeth into his shoulder. With lightning reflexes, Fray pivoted on one foot, executing a powerful roundhouse kick that connected squarely with the creature’s head. The impact sent it sprawling, disoriented, and momentarily incapacitated.

But even as Fray dispatched one foe, another was already upon him. A second monster pounced, its skeletal fingers outstretched to snatch at his throat. Fray ducked under its grasp, delivering a swift uppercut that crushed bone and sinew. The monster howled in pain, stumbling back as Fray seized the opportunity to strike at its exposed flank.

The battle danced on, a symphony of violence and survival. Fray’s movements were a blend of fluidity and raw power as he wove through the chaos, striking with calculated precision. His kicks and punches landed with unerring accuracy, exploiting weaknesses in the monsters’ defenses and rendering them immobile.

However, the pale monsters were relentless in their assault. They regrouped, their numbers seeming endless, and closed in on Fray from all sides. Their claws raked across his flesh, leaving crimson trails on his exposed skin. But Fray refused to yield, summoning his indomitable will and the last reserves of his strength.

In a daring display of acrobatics, Fray launched himself into the air, executing a spinning kick that swept through the ranks of the monsters. The impact was devastating, sending them sprawling in a tangled heap. Seizing the opportunity, he retrieved his ax from the fallen creature, now encased in a crimson shroud of blood-soaked snow, he dashed awards the rows of pale creatures.

Amidst the chaos, a deafening roar reverberated through the frozen landscape. Fray’s senses heightened as he instinctively turned to face the source of the sound. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the colossal monster hurtling towards him, its massive frame cutting through the blizzard with an otherworldly grace.

Before Fray could react, the enormous creature lunged at him, its maw wide open, razor-sharp teeth glistening with icy malice. With a ferocious swipe of its clawed hand, it unleashed a devastating attack. The sheer force of the strike threatened to overwhelm him, the gust of wind it generated causing the very ground to tremble.

But in a moment of divine intervention, Fray’s armor crackled with a surge of energy. It unleashed a brilliant burst of light, forming a barrier that absorbed the full impact of the monster’s attack. The unleashed power crackled through the air, forming an ethereal shield of protection.

For an instant, time seemed to freeze. Fray, stood at the epicenter of the clash, his eyes locked with those of the colossal beast. The crack on the ground spiderwebbed out from the point of impact, fissures snaking through the frozen terrain. And there, in the midst of the chaos, Fray’s armor shimmered with a blinding radiance, its enchanted barrier holding strong.

But as the clash subsided, the barrier flickered and dimmed, its once-shining runic words now mere remnants of their former glory. Fray watched with a mix of awe and surprise as he thought ( the armor has enough energy to stop hundreds of attacks, but all its energy has to warn out.)

And then, almost inexplicably, a flicker of something unfamiliar crossed the colossal monster’s gaze. It was fear. A primal instinct that lurked within the depths of its monstrous heart. Fray, sensing the shift in the creature’s demeanor, stood his ground, his own eyes filled with an unwavering resolve.

The monster had bulging muscles rippled beneath its leathery hide. Its limbs were thick and sinewy, terminating in razor-sharp claws that glinted ominously in the cold, pale light. Its eyes burned like icy coals, two orbs of malevolence fixated upon its prey, with an immense look he opened its jaw impossibly wide, unhinging with a sickening crack, revealing a row of elongated teeth that jutted out from its cavernous maw, like daggers ready to tear into flesh. A serpentine tongue flicked out, tasting the frigid air.

” The first phase…” sensing the monster’s intent to attack, Fray quickly activated the first phase. Fray’s body surged with power, his form expanding and growing taller, muscles bulging beneath his armor. His presence alone seemed to fill the air, a towering figure that radiated strength and defiance.

But then and just as it was going to attack once more the monster suddenly hesitated, its massive form trembling ever so slightly. The once-predatory glint in its eyes wavered, replaced by a flicker of uncertainty. And in a sudden burst of movement, the colossal creature turned abruptly and retreated into the midst of the surrounding horde.

As the hours slipped away, time seemed to stretch endlessly for Fray. The relentless assault of the monsters intensified, overwhelming him with their sheer numbers. His body was marred by injuries, blood mingling with the pristine white snow beneath his feet. Clad in battered armor, Fray gazed upon the horde of creatures charging toward him, their snarling faces filled with malice. Meanwhile, a colossal monster loomed in the distance, its eyes fixed on him. Fray thought with an angry expression ( With each passing moment, I can feel my strength waned, the odds are against me. I should get out of here )

” I will kill that bastard,” Fray proclaimed, his voice laced with a cold tone.

Fray, a lone figure cloaked in dented and bloodstained armor, stood surrounded by a swirling mass of pale monsters. His body, battered and bruised, bore the scars of countless clashes, yet his eyes stayed cold and calm looking at the pale monsters, their twisted forms stretching as far as the eye could see, moved with an eerie synchronicity, their movements a macabre ballet of hunger and malice. Their pale, sinewy bodies resembled a writhing sea of desperation,

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