Death of a Father and Son

'Why is my Perfect Adaptation still not working!?'

Regis shouted inside his mind.

The reason why he bravely fought without any regards to the consumption of his aura was because he believed in his gift.

Seeing the still bleeding injury brought upon by the mana shards, he felt dizzy.

'I'm losing too much blood…!'

Regis gritted his teeth as he glanced at Killian who seemed to be already unconscious.

'Pandora just casted a high rank magic spell so she, too, must already be incapacitated… this means that…'

He would need to continue the battle and face the possessed Harold alone.

'Do I really need to…'

The thought of utilizing his demonic power appeared in his mind.

Regis gritted his teeth, 'No. I should at the very least, use it only as a last resort. I can't keep relying on it every time I encounter a problem!'

He then decided deep in his heart to only use his demonic power when he's about to die.