The grayish-white creature came hurtling forward like a meteor streaking across the night sky, reaching Midiya in an instant.
Midiya turned, gripping his Knight Sword with both hands and holding it across his chest. He squeezed out the last wisp of Battle Qi in his body, forming a shield around himself in an attempt to use the grayish-white creature's charge to widen the distance between them.
The tremendous impact was like a roaring wave, smashing Midiya away and leaving him only a hundred steps from the mist.
Pain radiated from every part of his body, like countless steel needles piercing every inch of his skin, constantly reminding him of his surroundings.
"This is exhilarating!" Midiya growled.
Using his already cracked Knight Sword and relying on his unyielding will, he rolled toward the mist.
When he was only ten steps from the mist, the grayish-white creature charged before Midiya once more, opening its abyssal maw and swallowing both him and the earth beneath him.
At the critical moment, Midiya made a decisive choice, sacrificing one arm in exchange for a chance to go farther.
At the final moment, he finally made it into the gray mist.
Midiya turned his head and stared fixedly at the grayish-white creature, his eyes filled with determination and resolve.
The grayish-white creature looked at the gray mist, its eyes full of fear, and slowly retreated.
Seeing the grayish-white creature leave, Midiya let out a breath. He removed his heavy armor, tore off a strip of cloth, and tied it around his left arm to stop the bleeding.
He looked at the broken Knight Sword, his heart filled with sorrow.
This old friend who had accompanied him for more than a decade had ultimately gone before him.
Dragging his exhausted body along, Midiya slowly made his way