"What's the matter? I thought you wanted it?" Lukas uttered, rather mockingly.
Farren then coughed up blood from the pressure, "Ugghhkk!!"
"Come on, I am being generous here. You don't want it?" He added, doubling the flow even more.
Farren gritted his teeth. He felt like he was being burned alive even though he had already cast a counterspell for Lukas's flames. The heat seeped right into his barrier as if it didn't exist, as if it was nothing. The mana that was coming off from Lukas was also rushing in a rapid flow and threatened his crystal to explode.
It was too much for him and the crystal, and they are already reaching their limit, but his opponent was still gladly pouring everything out like a madman.
'How much mana does he have?!' Farren couldn't help but think.