Compensation

Abel was toying with the blackrock python. As enjoyable as it was for the elven ladies to watch him do it, they weren't confident about the damage Abel was dealing. 

The venom released by the dark flames did not harm him. Yet, the fire damage that they were doing was already taking a toll on his health. Take the armor on his right arm, for example. It was still intact, but it was already much hotter than what most regular people could take. If he wasn't so strong against fire, he would've lost the ability to keep fighting a while ago.

He had to find another approach. So far, he's only able to hit at the spots that the dire wolves did, but this was not as efficient as he wanted. Yes, even when the poison of his Jade Tan Do was draining the life out of this python.

The two were waiting for each other to fall first. Abel didn't think he could outlast the blackrock python. If he kept fighting like this, he would probably lose his right arm soon.