Chapter 171: Mental Exhaustion
Alicarde collapsed onto his back, breathing heavily as the toll of his last attack set in. His mind buzzed, struggling to process the strain he had just endured. He'd cast not one, but three separate spells simultaneously—an achievement most mages or witches spent years, if not decades, trying to master.
Yet, he'd done it instinctively, and the only witness to this monumental feat was the shattered remnants of the treant he'd felled.
In his heart, there was a faint thrill at having conquered such a powerful foe, but the mental exhaustion weighed heavily on him.
Though his undying nature kept him from true injury, fatigue was still an inescapable reality.
His eyelids felt like lead, but he chuckled to himself, each breath ragged.
"Hehehe… that… was a good fight…"
He tried rolling over, pressing his arms to the ground in an attempt to rise, only to collapse again, limbs too heavy to respond.
"Ahh… guess I still can't move, huh?"