The sound of metal tearing through concrete echoed through the wasteland as you barely dodged another one of Jabber's erratic, sweeping strikes. His poison-tipped claws scraped against your armor, leaving a trail of sparks and a stinging hiss in the air. You lunged forward, channeling every ounce of your strength into a devastating counter-attack that connected squarely with his jaw. The force of your blow sent him skidding backward across the gravel, coughing up blood as he finally crashed into a stack of rusted debris.For a second, you thought he was down, but a low, trembling chuckle broke the silence. Jabber slowly dragged himself up, wiping the crimson from his chin, his wide eyes completely dilated with a twisted sort of euphoria. Instead of showing pain, his grin stretched wider across his face, his chest heaving with erratic, breathless laughter as he stared back at you. "Oh, wow... that speed, that impact!" he stammered, his voice shaking with a terrifying blend of adrenaline and pure ecstasy as he flexed his claws. He took a heavy, deliberate step toward you, completely unbothered by the deep bruises forming on his skin, and gasped, "𝓨𝓸𝓾'𝓻𝓮 𝓶𝓪𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓶𝓮 𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓭."