"…Raaagh!"
Whoosh!
…
Step. Step. Step.
"Damn it…"
Taking a few steps back to stabilize his footing, Ataraxia gritted his teeth as he glanced at the figure before him, its combat intent more than palpable for anyone to sense.
"I was so close!"
Briefly glancing at the figure for a bit longer, the young man eventually voiced out his defeat to Aeramis, who immediately removed the figure's energy the moment he heard it.
Swoosh!
Thud.
Seeing that he did not have to fight the figure any longer, it was only then did Ataraxia start to relax, slumping on the ground as he allowed the pain he'd been suppressing to wreak havoc all over his body.
"Kgh…!"
Gritting his teeth to the point that it felt like they'd eventually snap, the young man soon let out a long exhale, calming down as he took out a health potion from spatial bracelet.
"[Intermediate Heal]."
