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"You're still alive?" Dilan managed to ask weakly while his cruelly tortured body lay on the ground, unmoving.

Nial was lying next to him in his combat clothes, drenched in his own blood.

"...I think so?"

Neither Dilan nor Nial was able to move the rest of their body. Only their head seemed to work, to a certain extent, at least.

Dilan's body felt like it had passed to a grater. His skin was peeled, and his bones, veins, muscles, and organs were exposed. He was not wearing anything, but that was something he couldn't be bothered about, right now. His body ached and his Origin ability was not working properly anymore.

Dilan could tell that this state was only temporary, but it was still annoying because he was healing even slower than 10,000 years ago.

"I guess we made it both…we got rid of that…thing." He mumbled, almost adding 'for the time being In his head.'