Chapter 307 – Opening Ceremony [13]
'Queen's breath!' Cassius hissed inwardly, then raised his hands rapidly to block.
The blow landed square on his already fragile forearms, a wave of pain blistering at the point of impact before spreading through the rest of his body.
The Last Born used the rebound from the strike to pull himself away from Copycat, landing a couple of meters back.
Copycat didn't pursue, himself exhausted by the battle, his essence teetering on the edge of running dry.
With what little he had left in reserve, using any other Ultimate Skills would come at a terrible cost.
And no matter how badly he wanted to win, it wasn't worth that price.
'But I don't need them.' Bishop thought, drawing a shaky breath, wiping the blood and sweat blurring his vision, 'I can win with just my passive Copy Aspect.'
He could still fight, though with difficulty. But Cassius was no better off, which improved his odds significantly.
