Winners

The battle was over...

The lower half of the subject's body fell to the floor without any life.

The other upper part of his body had practically exploded, and all the flesh, blood, and organs were scattered all over the room.

"We won," Theos muttered weakly with a smile, his two eyes trying to close from exhaustion.

The negative Mana was slowly diminishing from his body, while the darkness was turning into particles entering again from his body.

Slowly, his body fell to the ground from exhaustion. He couldn't even protect himself from the impact or at least move a little to protect his head.

"Theos!" shouted Luna, quickly running towards where Theos was going to fall to catch him in mid-air, protecting him from the impact.

"I'm sorry... I can't move," with those weak words, his vision going black and blurry. But the next moment, he felt a cold liquid enter his mouth.