Beginning of a Legend: Creating the Flames of Darkness (2)...
Cain crumpled down to a heap as soon as he launched his final attack.
Staring down at Cain who was beginning to resemble a dried-out twig, Ignis stared at her first as well in shock. Blood poured down her fist, and it was covered in numerous scares and cuts.
'Why is he so strong despite being weakened?!'
"Human, you have managed to amaze me." It is said, her voice bubbling with rage.
"Well, that's not good," Cain said with a small laugh as he struggled to sit up.
BANG!
CRACK!
A kick slammed into his ribs, lifting him off the burning ground. A sickening crack followed right after the kick, signifying he had broken at least, a few ribs.
Blood leaked out the sides of his mouth as he stared up at the sea of lava floating above them.
'If she can still keep this much lava floating, then she must be holding back quite a bit.' Although Cain's thoughts were muddled, he was still able to form them.