"Quinn!"
"Women make you weak, women make your legs soft!"
"Women have made you weak."
Hegel's expression held an indescribable delight; he was simply overjoyed. After mimicking Duncan's jeer, he reached out to pull Duncan up, patting his shoulder, eager to drink and celebrate wildly.
He finally caught Duncan during a moment of severe fatigue, something not easily achieved without the Lady of Fury's ritual given Duncan's physique.
Duncan wasn't dismayed, but rather amazed by Hegel's growth.
Severe fatigue.
Anyone subjected to this condition would be at a significant disadvantage. If Hegel were severely fatigued, Duncan could topple him with one hand.
The last time he was this weak was in the situation with the Hermitage Holy Hall, when he single-handedly killed dozens of bandits while in a state of fatigue and injury.
At the end of the ritual, Duncan even activated the Great Frenzy, but it was clear that today's loss was understandable and unregrettable.
