An Unfamiliar Burden [2]

Brandon's complexions were pale due to the amount of blood he had lost.

He had managed to stop the bleeding in his chest somewhat, blocking the drain with his mana.

But still,

It hurt.

A lot.

The effects of his binding vow were still there. It would take a lot of consumption just to drain all the abundance of mana he currently had.

For that reason, gritting his teeth, Brandon traversed the floors, blending within the mist.

Each floor's expanse varied. On average, efficiently conserving his mana, it took about five minutes to completely envelop a single floor

Brandon didn't want to expend too much mana, in the off chance that he would have to face another foe.

Thud!

Oftentimes, he would stumble.

And oftentimes, he would get back up on his feet.

He had to leave this deathtrap before the floors were reconstructed.

WHIII—

Portal….

WHIII—

After portal.

WHIII—