Even though they both suppressed the exobeast, the ape was still a bonafide tank tyrant as its injuries accumulated extremely slowly.
The fight turned into a battle of endurance, as they both killed all the primate's subordinates but it still fought aggressively. The ape sometimes pulled unexpected maneuvers, but they scaled through, persevering and adapting due to their increased battle experience.
Clark never felt this good in a battle. During the battle, as he continued exchanging blows with the exobeast, he felt like this is what he should be doing. It felt absurd and stupid, but he felt that this was his calling.
“I was born to fight, to dominate and bring glory to my country”, he muttered in excitement as his inner battle spirit took over.
His current mood is similar to when you are doing something you love with passion; adrenaline was currently overflowing in his blood in waves.
The surroundings of the battlefield became dyed red with blood, as exhaustion started hitting them hard. But this thick-skinned beast of an ape, shamelessly refused to give up as it kept fighting, abusing its thick skin.
The fight reached an extent where they both started rotating. One of them will retreat a little to rest, attacking with his laser pistols, while the other continues the bloody melee.
This time, their battle potential was drawn out to the extreme. This was the ideal opponent to test, know your limits, and break your limits.
The ape fought to an extent in its bloodied state where its mind became muddled. The only thing still carrying it on was brainless stubbornness and instinct, as it swung its fists back and forth repeatedly.
It was already evening but they still fought like mad. The ape was already bleeding all over its body, from every orifice. Despite the exhaustion they felt, they just suffered from some superficial injuries as their already maturing experience enabled them to avoid countless injuries.
They were dyed mostly from the blood of the exobeast and its underlings, which showed how much they’ve both improved compared to their last fight with exobeasts.
This ape was a stronger and more heavily augmented exobeast compared to the black panther and leopard. Lasting this long despite fighting their more experienced and stronger self, was already an indication of its strength.
Not long after, the exobeast’s right leg was cut off as this disadvantaged it further. They both quickly increased their offensive in tacit understanding, as they continuously hacked with their sword at the thick-skinned ape.
The exobeast finally gave up the ghost, after persevering for over 6 hours. As soon as the exobeast fell dead, they just dropped to the ground like salted fish from exhaustion, as they sighed in relief.
Despite the situation being in their favor, any slight mistake would have resulted in their death. And they feared that they’ll die from exhaustion before the exobeast even died from its countless injuries.
Fortunately, the winds blew to their favor as they secured a kill in the most dangerous battle they’ve ever had in their life.
“Clark, we did it”. Leo muttered silently as he rolled on the ground.
“Thank God, I thought we were going to die”, he continued while gasping for breath.
Clark just smiled in reply, as he was just too exhausted to even talk. Even the smile on his face was a strained one due to the exhaustion.
According to their estimate, they lied there in the pool of blood for over 30 minutes before Leo suggested that they find a place to rest properly. They stood up, picked their swords as they tiredly searched around for somewhere slightly comfortable to sleep.
They quickly found a huge tree to their right as they directly went under it, plopped down, and slept.
They didn’t even bother to clean their bloodied body and clothes, they simply slept with them. That night, the whole jungle was strangely silent as all creatures in the jungle marked them with the fatally dangerous tag.
The ape exobeast only controlled a part of the forest as its territory, but it was still undoubtedly the strongest exobeast in the whole jungle. Its death led to a lot of upheavals by the intelligent augmented animals, as they vied for who to claim all the now ownerless territory.
Blood rained that night, as a new leader took over the territory temporarily before another exobeast comes to take it.
That night, Clark’s imaginations prevailed again as he dreamt of himself being the king of Camelot. He led his army, wielding the legendary sword “Excalibur,” as he invaded and conquered all nearby kingdoms.
He challenged the legendary dragons, as he extinguished their race. “Oh, what a dream! I wish I could just stay there forever,” he muttered in his sleep, as he turned on the ground to get a more comfortable sleeping position.