After a while, Ereg had fully recovered. He had spent quite a lot of energy on it, but the black ash had completely disappeared from his body, and his armor was as intact as the first time.
However, the few runes on the armor no longer shone as brightly as before, and Ereg's gaze became more tired.
"Fuck... To remove the effects from just one attack I had to expend so much energy, this is only making things harder..." Ereg took a deep breath.
Then, he with a stern face looked at Gael, who was slowly descending towards him.
The black ash swept by Gael's side like his faithful protector that has always been and will always be by his side. It would never leave its master as long as the black ash had meaning.