Caliste could feel the energy seeping from his body. He could feel it leaving his body slowly but surely.
He was hurt.
He had injuries all over his body, with multiple cuts on his chest and arms. But what really hurt him was that last punch right in the solar plexus, which cut off his breath instantly.
Out of breath and on the ground, Caliste knew that if this continued for a few more minutes, he would have no choice but to die a dog's death.
Without even needing to think about it, a black, thick energy began spreading from his body.
It was death itself.
His mana affinity—a mana affinity that Caliste hadn't used much in this life because he was quite scared of what it could achieve. In his past life, the affinity he had received was life. However, this time around, he hadn't gotten both life and death.
Ever since then, he had tried to use death as little as possible, fearful of it.
