Despair

As the sun began to set, Chloe dismissed herself, waving him goodbye and wishing him luck.
"If someone can do this and return, it has to be you."

He smiles, looking at the distance. His heart feels lighter. 
Maybe. Just maybe. Should he survive this week and be trapped here. Then he'll take on Trevor's offer. This village isn't so bad. This is a good place for him to make a life for himself.
He bounces off the fence, now heading toward the woods. He couldn't reach level 19, but it's okay. He's done everything he can to prepare. All there is left to do is tackle on his greatest challenge yet. (Time to get myself killed.)

Pessimistic by nature, he can't help but think this way. But no matter his foe, he'll push his utmost limits for victory. As he walks deeper in the woods, the shadows begin to spread, the light vanishing. According to Trevor's directions, the werewolf's lair is to the right side of the goblin territory. Well. What remains of it. He originally believed that he could ambush the beast while it's sleeping, but the grown man dissuaded from doing so as he resides in tunnels within the mountains. (I'm NOT fighting that thing inside a tunnel).

He'd walk for roughly 45 minutes. The woods are now pitch black, his vision adjusting well to the darkness. He looks around, but there's nothing. No movement, no sound. Absolute silence.
(This is terrifying.)

He takes a deep breath. I need to lure it to me.
The warrior then releases his breath in a loud, resonating yell that reaches far and beyond.
It echoes for a short while, then vanishes. He stands there in silence, his heart pounding.
There's no way that thing didn't hear him. 

A minute is all it took. Footsteps. Rapidly approaching. The sound of the dirt getting crushed beneath its strength. Saito's gaze quickly notices the large figure approaching him with a disturbing speed, the recognisable sound of groaning and panting. 

Adrenaline already getting pumped out of him like crazy, he activates all of his magic spells, buffing himself, panther form on, his body surrounded with mana. As the werewolf lunges at him, claws aimed at his chest, he leap sideways, casting "Impact". The werewolf is however faster, shoulder ramming him. Flung, his back hits the floor. He quickly bounces off, getting back up as it reaches him again, claws swiping down.  He swings up his claws in response, creating yet another explosion as their strikes meet mid-way. Still, the werewolf overpowers him, swiping his claw out of the way, leaning in as its mouth goes wide open, attempting to bite his head off. He bends down and jumps back, barely avoiding it. Some of his hair got pulled in by its mouth. That's how close it was. The explosion didn't deal anything to it. It strikes faster, it is stronger and it is a lot faster. Beside the light gem, he's got nothing. He turns tail and leaps up a tree, quickly leaping from tree to tree, trying to stay out of reach. Impossible. It catches up, its claws destroying the trees he lands on, forcing him back down the floor. The struggle goes on for a short moment. Trying to circle around it, trying to find an opening to attack the next, trying to make it flinch. The most he can manage is to slightly blind it when an explosion goes off, but it doesn't stop the monster from swinging in the last direction he was seen at.

Now fighting this thing directly, he knew with certainty. Without the gem, his chances of winning are zero. He quickly reaches it out of his bag, grabbing the gem as the monster closes the gap. Scared, he throws the gem at it. The mythical being swings at the pellet, triggering its light. Saito leaps sideways and closes his eyes to avoid the flash. The moment it goes away, he grabs his sword and leaps up the werewolf's head from its flank.

The monstrosity turns around and lunges his claws at his chest, lightly piercing his armour, damaging it. He coughs and gets flung back, hitting a tree. His eyes widen, panicked, as it closes the gap again, swinging horizontally. He rolls sideways, the tree getting slashed to pieces, collapsing to the ground.

(THIS ISN'T FAIR. WHAT ELSE AM I SUPPOSE TO DO? HE WAS BLIND)
He shouldn't have been able to see him coming. Did he rely on sound? Smell?
Winning isn't possible anymore. He wasted his chance. His way home is behind the werewolf, but going that way isn't possible anymore. He'd get killed.

Driven by adrenaline and his will to live, he begins to burst forward, trying to get away from the werewolf. (If I can leave its territory maybe I can get to live.)
How big is his territory? There's no way to know.
A terrifying chase began. The werewolf quickly closing the gap everytime, forcing Saito to use the trees and rocks as protection, zigzagging between them as the monster easily broke these obstacles out of his way. This chase would perhaps last 30 seconds, until he stops, realising he's now facing a cliff. It's too dark to see the bottom. (Do I jump?) Despair quickly crawls up his body, his face twisted with fear. It's already too late. 

The beast reaches him, releasing a bloodcurdling screech. Of one powerful strike, he swings down at Saito, the impact literally forcing him to his knees. Under the pressure, the floor beneath them snaps and breaks. Part of the cliff falls apart, leading both of them to the depths.

In an attempt to save itself, the beast tries to claw at the cliff, but fails to do so, falling down alongside him. Rather, Saito extends his claw, grasping at the cliff ,using it to pull himself to the wall, providing him the chance to move away from the werewolf.
Have you ever dreamt of falling into the void? It is this exact feeling. It feels horrible. 
After falling for perhaps 9 seconds, he manages to push both of his claws into the cliff to slow himself down. He doesn't have too much time to slow himself down before reaching the bottom, landing on his foot. The sound of bones snapping can be heard, his legs crushing themselves under the weight of the fall. He screams in deep agony, the pain cannot be described with words alone. The werewolf, with nothing to hold himself upon, heavily lands onto the floor with a giant thump, his body even bouncing off the floor from the incredible impact.

Unable to deal with this level of pain, Saito rapidly grabs the potion Trevor gave him and gulps it down. (PLEASE FIX THIS). Laying down for perhaps 15 seconds, his legs, while still sore, manage to heal from the impact. Slowly standing up, stunned and shocked, he looks at the werewolf. It's not moving. Deep down, he knows that thing isn't dead. Is it a trap? (I'll take my chances.)

As he goes forward, the beast suddenly moves, standing up. Its face looked bloodied, blood coming out of its mouth. Did the fall crush his insides?

In groans quietly. Slowly turning around to glare at the protagonist, its hostile eyes glowing in the darkness. Even with this impact, it's probably still faster than me. I can't outrun it. I can't strike faster and it overpowers me. If it goes on, I will die.

He chuckled.
"Have you ever put your life on the line?"

Of course you haven't.
Physical reinforcements. Buffs my body using mana to boost my strength as high as humanly possible. Spell name: Berserk.
A notification appears. The spell has been created. You are now out of spell making slots.

(Good. I won't need anything else.)
The potion also recovered some of his vigor. Otherwise he'd be struggling from low blood pressure already. As if it recovered from the fall, it let go of a resonating roars and echoes through the ravine they're now both stuck in, rushing forward with renewed ferocity.
Saito screams back in response, leaping forward. Repeating the same pattern as earlier, the werewolf swings down at him, bringing down his claw. The desperate young man swings his claw up. The impact alone create an ear deafening noise. The pressure is intense enough that, even with his buff, he finds himself struggling. As if the bones in his arm are starting to crack. 
Out of fear, pain and determination, he screams louder, leaning in, committing himself to this strike. "IMPACT."

As the giant was about to swing its second claw at him, the explosion goes off, giving him, for the first time, room to overpower the beast, pushing it back. Surprised, his second attack fails to land. Now staggered, Saito follows in, striking his claws in the chest of the monster, creating a second explosion and pushes the monster back a couple feet, making it almost fall down.

(MORE.)

He follows up, chaining his attacks. Before the wolf has time to recover, he strikes its body a third time, sending it flying against a wall. Its back crashed into the wall, cracking it behind him. Damaged, the wall shows sign of collapse. Instincts above thoughts, following his gut feeling, he leaps forward and closes the gap, striking a final time at the monster, creating a final explosion. The wall cracks over, collapsing over the werewolf, burying him. 

Saito jumps back and undoes his claws, equipping his sword.
This is it. This has to be it. 
The floor shakes. Breaking from its shackles, from the stones weighting it down, the powerful fallen guardian's head raises from the debris, soon to free itself.

(NOW!)

Leaping forward with great velocity, he closes the gap within a second. Grasping his blade with both hands, its head exposed, slowed down from the terrain, he swiftly swings at the neck with all the strength he's got. His eyes widen with surprise seeing the head actually fly off its body.

It's been beheaded.