Beasts had short attention spans. One swift move, and they’d be caught off guard. He threw one of his daggers at the beast, an attack aimed to draw its ire. As its eyes followed the dagger, training to melt it out of the air, he jumped into the air to slice him in half from above. No matter which direction the monster aimed, he’d sustain a fatal blow.

Or so he thought.

Nemesis was as cunning as he was dangerous. With a slight movement of his body, the thrown blade entered his shoulder, allowing him to look upwards and blast Drakkon with fires that’d send him straight to the underworld.

- LetterSequence Round 1