Too Late

The sound of bone meeting flesh was drowned out by the deafening roars of the earth shattering beneath them, the crater expanding as Alvis's fists rained down on Atticus.

Dust clouds billowed high into the sky, obscuring the battlefield in a thick, choking haze.

Atticus's body bore the brunt of Alvis's relentless barrage. Each punch drove him deeper into the earth, and he felt his bones snapping multiple times like twigs.

His vision blurred, pain radiating from every fiber of his being, yet he was still holding up.

A bubble of water had already engulfed him inside his suit, his body radiating an intense light. Atticus utilized the water and light elements in tandem, healing his battered body over and over again.

His exo-suit worked in overdrive, siphoning mana from the air, recovering his stamina, and also aiding in the healing process.