In the combat arena.
Xael clutched his stomach, trying to endure the pain. He had made a series of mistakes that had left him on the ropes.
And Matthew didn't let him off the hook. He had been engaged in this battle for a while because he found it very fruitful.
Xael's blows hurt; they really did. His muscles had been torn to shreds more than once, and his bones were on the verge of breaking, even though they managed to recover quickly.
The pleasure of super recovery is precisely this: training hard would not necessarily exhaust him physically, although mental fatigue would be really problematic.
On this occasion, he could afford to engage in a long battle against this guy because he valued the strength of his fists. Also, because knocking him down without his sword was really complicated.
