Ripping through his body as their blades tore through his flesh, Reina and the Guardian knew they had finally killed him but still there was something wrong.
There was no blood.
He bled from every other wound but this time— there was no blood.
Not a single drop.
The Spatial Guardian kept her guard up, looking around for any trace of his mana until she finally bolted upwards.
Reina was still focused on Airon's "lifeless" body, as it faded away.
"That was close…. Thankfully those little tricks I learned from Benji worked to my advantage this time." Airon covered the slash on his throat that healed slowly as blood spurted uncontrollably.
Airon about 8 meters in the air, his ribs were cut deeply and although it was partially healed, he had a large scar going across his stomach.
