Combat Exam (6)

Clank...

The sound of metal clashing against metal echoed through the silent, snow-covered forest, disturbing the calm stillness of the Ice Dungeon.

"Shit..."

I cursed, deflecting another sword strike from my opponent. My Mana surged into my blade, coating it with shadows and allowing me to strike with deadly precision.

How did I end up in this mess?

Well... right after I collected the cores of all the Snow Owls I had killed, I was ambushed by an Ice Golem twice my size.

It was an F Rank monster and wielded an Ice Greatsword that gleamed with a wicked, icy aura.

Swish...

As I dodged another attack from the Golem, I took a couple of steps back, observing its massive body that was made out of entirely ice.

Its blue, crystalline surface seemed impenetrable, but luckily my Weapon Art's first movement could ignore all the armor, hence I had a shot at breaking through its tough surface.

Roar...