Alex was aware of the difference between himself and his opponent. Someone who is even a noble ranked Vampire couldn't damage; what could Alex do to such a being?

But was it enough to make him surrender and throw away his life? Yeah...no.

Alex wrapped the torn sleeve around his injured shoulder with the Terminator dagger held between his teeth—he named the special dagger that prevents regeneration as Terminator dagger.

With the dagger still pressed between his teeth, Alex summoned one of the swords which he received from the Prince as a reward. It was a classic double-edged silver-blade sword with a length of forty-five inches.

The blade shone under the moonlight as Alex gazed at the wolf with hunger. The hunger for blood and battle.

He retained his composure and lunged into action—his figure becoming a blur as he sped towards the hunt.

The wolf stood at the centre of the devastation, its eyes burning with unnatural crimson light, the pulsing mark on its forehead glowing brighter with every second. The spell circle moved in sync with Alex, tracking his every step like an ominous predator in the sky.

A faint hum warned him. Alex threw himself to the side just as a glowing energy bomb erupted where he would have landed in the next moment, the explosion tearing apart the ground and sending dirt and debris raining down.

He rolled, coming up in a crouch, barely avoiding another blast as the circle fired again, its strikes relentless.

Alex moved through the jungle, his feet never coming to a halt since he knew the consequences of such leisure.

The forest was a maze of chaos—craters littered the ground, smoke clouded his vision, and the once-sturdy trees were reduced to jagged stumps.

Alex studied the wolf while he moved, the blasts occurring around him slowly became predictable. Why? Since Alex was moving in such a pattern that the Wolf could get accustomed.

He realised that the beast hadn't chanted a self-aiming spell; rather, it was sensing Alex's presence and couldn't track him every time Alex hid himself behind a fallen tree or inside a pit.

His SE was so pitiful that not even the beast with such heightened senses could detect him.

The wolf's growl rumbled through the air, low and menacing. It didn't move—it didn't need to. The spell was its weapon, and Alex was the prey, each bomb forcing him closer to exhaustion.

Alex took a break, and hiding from the beast, he decided to first plan what he could do.

'Moving head-on and attacking that thing is nearly impossible.' Alex decided instantly what he could try.

Picking a rather large chunk of stump he took a deep breath and threw it towards his left.

And in the same instance, his figure blurred, utilizing the Second Step, he launched from the right.

The spell could only target one object—Alex had discerned it long ago, and as he anticipated, the wolf attacked the tree stump as soon as a figure emerged from the shadows.

**BOOOOOOM**

However, instantly the wolf sensed something approaching from the left, urging it to move in unison and swat the incoming danger with its long furry tail.

"Guh!!" Alex grunted as he was hit by something hard and heavy before he was hurtled back with double the force with which he lunged at the beast.

**DHAK**

He broke the first tree he hit against, and barely managed to twist himself away before a slanted broken trunk, which surely would have made a skewer out of him.

*Crunch*

Alex softly landed in another pit and clutched his chest. Something... was broken and Alex was now out of potions to heal.

'How can I forget...'Even though Alex used the perfect diversion and trapped the wolf, he forgot that the being was not glued to its place and could counterattack with its body.

"*COUGH*" Alex violently coughed as blood fell out of his mouth and his vision began to turn blurry.

"Grr"

He could hear the wolf approaching, which meant it had sensed Alex already.

Any sword art in his possession couldn't win against this being. He could have tried with the Seventh Stance, but no weapon he fought with contained enough kinetic energy, which he could release as a single explosion.

He was cornered.

"*GRRRR*" Alex saw it...the massive shadow of the wolf hovering over him; his back facing the being who came here to devour Alex.

Alex gritted his teeth and was preparing to launch the stance that the old man warned him about.

However,

**SQUELCH**

Suddenly large spikes grew out of the ground and stabbed the wolf from behind.

The wolf howled in pain, undoubtedly affected by the sudden attack that was directed by a certain familiar raven-haired woman.

"ALEX! GET OUT OF THERE!" Rebecca shouted as she kept on launching several huge spikes, created of her blood, at the wolf. However, anyone could tell that she failed to injure the being, given the blood spikes got easily devoured by it and the gashes healing at a blinding pace.

He heard her but Alex couldn't respond. He overestimated his tolerance and capabilities. His ribs were torn, one arm completely ripped, and he had several other wounds that couldn't heal even after consuming potions.

He was shaking, from head to toe, swaying left to right. His vision was slowly turning dark, a sign very bad for a warrior.

He tried to grab onto something...anything, however, he failed.

**THUD**

Dropping to his knees he saw faintly that Rebecca was fighting against the wolf with all she had. However, from what he could see in those last moments...it didn't seem Rebecca could continue the battle for long.

'She is going to die protecting...me...how foolish...' His mind was shutting off, his blood pooling around him, making it seem he was kneeling in a pond to confess his sin.

Alex has never been brought this close to death before—not even while facing the Soulless made him feel this miserable...however, now...there was nothing left for him to do.

'....?' However, just as he was about to release the final thread and lose his consciousness, he suddenly smelled something that made him frown.

It was...excessively sweet and tempting, pulling his attention from the pain and the battle completely.

Alex slowly parted his lids...and gazed at it....

A grimoire.

'Looks tasty....'

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A/N:- Bro regaining his primal needs. Thanks for reading.