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Ned watched John press one hand over the wound. "This is the difference between us. You found strange magic and started believing you became important. I was trained by the White family from childhood."
John controlled his breathing while the system appeared silently inside his mind.
[Injury detected.
Blood loss: Moderate.
Current mana reserve: 34%.
Enemy mana level exceeds previous measurement.
Recommendation: End battle quickly.]
John did not need the final warning. Ned was less tired, John had more injuries, and a long fight would only make the difference greater. Nyx continued moving silently through the shadows, studying the light residue beneath Ned's feet.
John sent one simple command through their bond.
Wait.
Nyx stopped near a broken stone and remained hidden.
Ned lifted his sword. "Say goodbye to your little spirit."
Fizz's eyes narrowed. "I am not little."
