Erend felt his chest tighten as he looked at their expressions. He tried to stand but his body refused to obey.
His legs trembled beneath him and gave out almost immediately.
Only then did he realize that his Magic energy was completely exhausted. He had spent nearly everything he had during the battle inside the giant worm, especially during his violent rampage through its body.
At the time, he had been too consumed by anger and the thrill of destruction to notice how quickly his reserves had disappeared.
His body had also reached its limit. The wounds he had suffered throughout the battle were far more serious than he realized, and the exhaustion that followed finally caught up with him now that the fight was over.
Meanwhile, his mother and Arty continued staring at him as though they were looking at a monster. Neither of them moved closer. Their fearful expressions fixed on him, and that sight caused something inside Erend to ache.
