Shiro's face was pale, as if the strength he had was no longer there, yet he managed to speak once again.
"I'll give you everything I have left," Shiro says, his voice strained and heavy with exhaustion. Each word feels like a weight, threatening to pull him down. "All the strength I can muster to finish this fight." He pauses, the tension palpable in the air, as if the very atmosphere is holding its breath, waiting for the next move. The flicker of determination in his eyes fights against the fatigue, revealing the fierce resolve that still lingers within him, even as darkness edges closer.
Haru watched for a moment as the blood stopped falling to the floor, Shiro forced himself to heal with the power he had left. God's may possess a lot within themselves but they do eventually run into limits of their own.
His gauntlet manages to repair itself a bit before his gaze is once again set up on Haru.