BOOM!
âUrgh!â
Helgenique roared in frustration as Jeromeâs sudden attack carved a deep wound into his back.
âYou... youâve already recovered?â
âI told you Iâd kill you, didnât I?â Jerome retorted with a sly grin. Despite his usually gentle nature, the mage had a tenacity befitting his craft.
Helgenique didnât bother responding. Instead, he unleashed a surge of dark energy.
Helgeniqueâs once-mighty frame was now riddled with wounds, black mist pouring from every tear in his flesh. The dark energy that had surged so freely at the start was visibly waning.
Jerome shouted toward the two warriors as he launched another spell.
âIâm not an enemy! Iâm here to help! My name isââ
âYeah, yeah, we know! Just focus on the fight!â Ghislain snapped, cutting him off.
Jerome chuckled sheepishly but nodded. The battlefield wasnât the place for introductions.
Ghislainâs blade glowed crimson as he activated all five of his mana cores. The strain was immense, but holding back wasnât an option. His strikes blurred into a whirlwind of red arcs, slashing through Helgeniqueâs defenses and leaving deep, bleeding wounds.
âUghhhh!â
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