Nearly two minutes after Rael's most powerful attack, he was now lying in a puddle of his own blood, which was a little strange, since he shouldn't have any blood to begin with.
But oh well... The fact that his limbs were scattered all around him, and the pain was pretty tough, Rael felt peachy.
And as he stared at the knight who towered over him, Rael just sighed, quickly regenerated, and then stood tall as he stared at his zweihander that was knocked out of his hands for the 10th time in the last minute.
"Is this fun for you?" Rael asked.
The knight raised a brow.
"It's not supposed to be fun, no. However, I do have to admit, beating someone up who has immortality is giving me quite an ego boost. I feel like once I go back to my floor, I'll be able to do quite well against similar opponents."
Oh?
That just told Rael a lot.
"So you were once a climber as well?" Rael asked.
