Nero collapsed to a knee.
His breathing was heavy but his eyes felt heavier.
'Fuck.'
The combined pressure from Garrick, Fallow and Johanna had him completely suppressed.
He couldn't properly make use of Gungnir's longer range because the two fighters refused to make any space between them.
Anytime he tried to distance himself, they would quickly and forcibly close it, even at the cost of personal injuries.
They fought with an instinctive vigor and desperation that could only be cultivated after several life-threatening battles and situations.
Compared to such conviction, he was a heaping mess.
His circumstances made it so that he was completely unable to execute his technique ls properly.
He also couldn't help but hesitate.
Once he used his skills, there would be no going back.
They would know that he was not human. Which meant he would have to kill every single one of them.
After all, if word got back to the church, he would be huted down and exorcized.
