577 Contest of Endurance

The hammer impacted with the Tortle's stomach, and Eiro could sense the monster's internal organs being crushed and injured in response to the attack. But at the same time, he could feel the same thing happening to himself as well.

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[-81.518 Health]

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The attack was incredibly potent, damaging the Demon to a high degree. Eiro ground his teeth as he ran his fingers through the notification, while his internal organs were slowly recovering their physical form. He pushed his hand into his bag, pulling out a small flask. He had just a dozen of these, and they were incredibly expensive. They were healing potions made by Armodeus.