Threat
The monster lets out a low growl, threatening. The sound carries enough power to make the surrounding mist tremble. Unfazed by the sound, I advance step by step toward the monster. “Even if I get hurt, I'll heal, right...” I mutter to myself. It is both a confirmation of my own immortal ability and a declaration of my resolve in this dangerous situation. Whether understanding my actions or reacting purely instinctively, the monster sharpens its claws. The sound is eerie, like metal scraping against metal. Yet I do not move. To unravel this monster and its magical power, I must take risks. The knowledge and experience cultivated over two thousand years, and my immortal body—these sustain me now. Then, suddenly, the monster lunged at me with terrifying speed. Its movement far exceeded my imagination. I dodged instinctively. Yet, its claws grazed my arm. A sharp pain shot through me. But the pain vanished almost immediately. Possessing an immortal body, I regenerate instantly unless the wound is fatal. The scar was already fading. Perhaps startled by my regenerative ability, the monster paused for an instant. Seizing that opening, I drew the Infinite Book and began recording its movement patterns, the method of activating its magical power, and the details of the patterns on its body. The monster's attacks continued. Yet I did not lose my composure. For two thousand years, I had overcome countless dangers. Attacks of this caliber could not defeat me. Rather, these very attacks provide crucial data for deciphering the monster's magical power. Dodging its assaults, I gathered as much information as possible. A full moon shone brightly in the night sky. Its light slightly thinned the fog. Under this moonlight, I continued my deadly struggle with the monster, seeking new insights.
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