Crumbling Down (4)
Boom!
"Keuk!"
Kruff grimaced as he gritted his teeth. His chest had just been struck by the hilt of Mark's sword and the shattered bones were piercing through his lungs. Taking a distance, he let his superb regeneration fix what was broken. A huge amount of Mana was used to make it happen and it taxed him quite heavily.
Spitting out the blood in his mouth, he clicked his tongue bitterly. They had only been fighting for five minutes yet it was already clear who was going to die in the end—him, unfortunately. Mark had an incredible defence and bewildering power. He could always predict what Mark would do and what area Mark would attack, yet he still got hurt.
The discrepancy between their power was simply unfair. If it wasn't for the fact that Kruff had an absurdly honed Instinct—though, it was failing—he would have been dead a few minutes ago.