Vial

Crackle.

Prima swallowed the vial and quickly chewed it together with the glass. Trickles of blood flowed from her mouth, but there was no more fear in her gaze, now she was confident of victory.

Prima's hands instantly grew back as all her wounds healed, and her energy reserves were fully restored.

"Do you think this will help you?" Wain exclaimed as he appeared before her.

Prima's pupils narrowed, and she put her hands out in front as an energy charge burst from her palms.

The blast threw Wain aside to the other side of the arena, but the dark armor completely absorbed all the damage.

"Huh, you used an incredibly rare potion. Do you want not to lose that badly?" Wain muttered as he tilted his head in a careless manner.

"Lose? It's the fight for life, so for that, I don't regret anything. Nameless, I didn't think it would come to this, but you left me no choice. I will kill you!" Prima exclaimed, and her aura rose.