Darius was looking at Vertu, trying his best to stand on his feet, but the pain he was getting in his chest was unbearable. Like a million needles piercing into his body, burning as he could hardly keep his eyes open.
"What is this?"
He muttered, looking at the being in front of him, his body couldn't hold up, and he could feel the fading strength of his.
'You are putting more strain on your body by the passing minute, Darius,' Azree spoke up, his voice laced with worry, trying to see if it was going to be possible to talk to Darius, but then…
Vertu bolted for our young warrior, almost like a split of dark light moving toward a target.
Vertu plunged his spear into Darius's left arm, but before the spear could hit the arm set up a protective shield, trying to make sure that Darius didn't get hurt.
"Ahh, such a little party trick." Vertu used a tentacle trying to hit Dariu,s but our young warrior blocks the attack with one of his swords, taking a step back.
