Bk3: Ch– 207 The last stance(pt-2)

“Over confidence kills people you sould know this better than me, Doctor, that fume is already known by me and I am covered, I can hold my breath each time I make an attack. I revealed it to you before, how can you make such a mistake?” Darce scoffed as he made another swing with the zephyr when the Doctor tried to land a jump attack aiming for his shoulder.

Darce’s attack made a strong impact and threw him off the area. The Doctor fell to the ground, panting. His heart was beating faster than an average person's. “Your Highness, one has to try everything when one wishes to achieve victory, and the Black Knights give everything in their battle.”

Darce watched him on the ground, kneeling and panting in the middle. He was breathing loudly with his mouth. His lips had bite marks; it was clear he was nervous, but he did not wish to accept it. Darce could clearly see the problem before him. At one point, he was feeling pity for the man.