The beast lunged forward again with its another massive clawed hand swinging in a brutal arc aimed straight for Aiden's chest.
Aiden didn't even flinch. He simply caught the descending arm between two fingers of his free hand just as easily as he had caught the previous hand, stopping the blow cold. The impact rang out like a struck bell, yet his stance remained perfect, unmoving.
"Easy there." Aiden said with a lazy grin, still holding the arm in place.
The beast's purple eyes narrowed to slits, a deep snarl rumbling from its throat. It twisted violently, trying to rip its arm free, but Aiden only squeezed once—lightly, almost playfully. The monster staggered backward.
Before it could recover, Aiden stepped inside its reach, close enough that the creature's hot breath washed over his face. He released on hand and drove a single, light punch straight into its chest.
