1908. Destruction
Noah didn't care that the giant brown avatar was in the middle tier. He had been able to damage an item with similar power before his long period of training. His existence was on a completely different level now.
However, the cauldron didn't do anything. It had only stood still in front of the relentless offensive. The avatar was the dog's counter, but it wouldn't let Noah attack it freely, and its offensive remained two tiers above the level of his body.
Noah could feel the sheer power contained in the avatar's brown alloy seeping through his feet and trying to ravage his insides. Even standing near that creature seemed too much at his current level, but he didn't care about the injuries that he could suffer.