[12:35 AM]
Shudder. Shudder.
As the Mana Realm of the Drowned King continued to tremble, the Sea King was going through a predicament of his own.
The spiritual flames that made up his ethereal body had begun to become loose, flickering at the tether to his physical body, and ceased to exist.
Through the eyes of his other self, he had realised that his Mana Core had been destroyed!
"WHAT'S WRONG, DROWNED KING!? SOMETHING WRONG WITH YAR MANA CORE!?" Nearlo took a step forward, pressing his thumb against the area beside his heart with a mocking grin.
Twirling the black swords in his hand, Nearlo took another step, whilst throwing a glance back at Lillian to find her still healing her wounds and possibly even mana.
He needed to buy time.
"Yar had another body, didn't yar!? Most likely in a weakened state from yar confrontation with the Storm, ain't that right? It must be filled with the Storm King's soul poisons, is it not?"
