It was now a battle of endurance between the two of us.
After fighting so fiercely for so long, Kark's movements had noticeably slowed, a clear sign that he was running out of stamina.
I was also exhausted, but I kept feeling like there was a hidden, frenzied power deep within me.
Maybe this was the curse at work?
There was another advantage in my favor. As Kark grew tired, his attacks lost their strength, making my combat skills even more effective.
Finally, I spotted an opening. I jumped and drove my knee directly into his nose. There was a sharp crack as his nose broke, the pain sending him into a brief daze.
Seizing the moment, I kicked him in the neck, sending him crashing to the ground. I then quickly lunged forward and grabbed his throat.
He thrashed wildly, punching my head
