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Beads of sweat dripped down from Jake's forehead. They glistened in the sun as Jake squinted his eyes, looking forward.

For ten minutes, all he was doing was dodging. By now, he was exhausted. There was a limit to his stamina, and after all this time, the zombie leader was still standing a few feet away from him, towering at double his height.

His theory was proven quite wrong. There was no time limit. Jake spent so much time trying to outlast the zombie leader, but he just wouldn't transform back!

After ten minutes, the zombie leader didn't even seem tired. That was the problem with fighting monsters, especially undead ones.

They never got tired, and in this case, they didn't even have cool downs?

"You have got to be kidding me man. How long is this monster going to stay alive? This is getting way too tiring for me." Jake took deep breaths, trying to catch his breath.

His arm was sore, and his wrist felt like it was about to fall off. And most importantly, as he looked up in the left corner, he could see that his health was falling with every single attack he was forced to take head on.

Even if he defended it perfectly with his sword, it wasn't enough. Slowly, his health was getting chipped at.

Around him, the number of zombies were thinning out slowly, but no one was stepping up to help him! There were no healers healing him up. No mages pestering the zombie leader.

He was on his own for this one.

"When I am done with this fight, I will make sure whoever is responsible for this will get it from me. I swear to god." Jake cursed as he kept shuffling around.

After fighting so long with this zombie leader, he also understood that this one was so much more different than the others in ways other than sheer power.

The zombie leader had no rhythm that Jake could understand. Each attack that came at him seemed almost random, and Jake never knew what to expect.

So he had to stay on his feet, ready for whatever might come at him. That was a terrible position to be in, and Jake was just waiting, hoping that someone would come for his help.

He had come into terms that this was an opponent that too strong to hope to defeat on his own. This was a boss that needed more people to face at once.

But he couldn't even run away. Every time he tried to escape this fight, the zombie leader would cut him off, and Jake could be at the disadvantage.

"You are going to die in my hands today, you bastard! I will make sure of it!" The zombie leader bellowed as Jake glanced at him once more.

"Come on. Just slip up once." Jake muttered as he glanced at his skills. He was looking at the cool downs. He was cycling through the skills the moment they came through. He couldn't afford to waste any of the skills and let them sit idle.

The cool downs were way too high for now.

The moment he saw one of them go to zero, he moved, his sword shining with a yellow glare. Golden yellow sparks flew out as Jake rushed at the zombie leader, and his sword slashed forward.

"Slash of Hunger!" Jake called out as he tried to cut down at the zombie leader's head. And yet, the sword just dug in a few inches before stopping dead in its tracks.

"Every single time." Jake cursed as he let go of the sword and retreated multiple steps, before he got a familiar notification.

The sword appeared in his hands once again, and he took a deep breath.

"So many attacks, and the thing still has more than sixty percent of his health left. I am down all the way at forty! The way this thing is going, I am going to die pretty soon." Jake muttered.

The zombie leader moved once again, his bronze, rusty sword shaking as the leader appeared right in front of Jake.

But Jake was ready, and he moved to the left, evading the attack just barely.

"My speed is also decreasing. The stamina is affecting all of my other stats. I can't hold on for long. I need to stop moving so much." Jake took a few deep breaths.

In all this though, he noticed something.

The sword that the zombie leader was using, it was slowly shaking whenever the zombie leader attacked.

Jake knew never to underestimate a rusty sword, especially when his own sword once took that form. But facing that sword again and again, he could see that a sword like the one the zombie leader was using would not hold on for long.

It was at common grade sword, at the best. If it was anything better, Jake would have lost a long time ago.

And now, that sword was reaching the end of its lifetime. Against a legendary grade sword, there was no way the rusty sword was going to keep going forever.

"Finally. Something seems to be going my way. I just need to get rid of that sword." Jake told himself.

The zombie leader glanced at Jake and then smiled.

"Thinking about my sword, are you?" he smirked.

"What? Can he read my mind or something? What the hell?" Jake cursed.

"You will not last that long. Do not worry. With this, I have to speed things up. I spent way too much time with you." The zombie leader said, and once again, his sword lit up with a red hint.

It was the zombie leader's best attack.

"Damn it. Can I defend this one? I am not sure." Jake cursed as he readied himself for the attack that was to come.

"Defend this, you bozo."

All of a sudden, Jake could see a glint in the air. It rushed past him and flew toward the Zombie Leader, straight to his face.

Clang!

The zombie leader's sword faded in color as he rose it up.

"Who dares interrupt my fight?" He bellowed as he looked up.

Jake didn't need to look back to know though. He knew that voice, and he could easily know who just attacked.

"Finally. My reinforcements are here." Jake sighed with relief.

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