Radelia exhaled in relief.
"Hah… that idiot… I forgot he had that skill."
The Manticore staggered back to its feet, growling weakly. Large portions of its skin were burned off, and parts of its face were charred and dripping blood.
But it was still alive.
Minato glared at it, his body trembling.
"Damn… still not enough…"
He pressed his palm against the ground, lifting himself up on one knee.
His legs were healing slowly, new flesh forming, but the process was slow and painful. He winced with every movement.
The Manticore roared again and prepared to charge...
...but Minato raised his hand, his breath sharp.
"Blood… spear."
The blood around him rose like threads, twisting and merging into a long, sharp spear.
He grabbed it tightly and hurled it with all his strength.
SHUUN!
The spear pierced the Manticore's throat, tearing straight through it and embedding itself in the far wall.
The creature stopped moving instantly.
Its body twitched once… then collapsed.
