The sun had already started dipping below the horizon, painting the evening sky in deep shades of orange and purple over the cratered field.
"No more," the large man wheezed, his face pressed directly onto the ground. "Please... I am begging you... no more."
He didn't even have the energy to lift his head. His armor was dented, his clothes were completely soaked in sweat, and his entire body was trembling uncontrollably.
A few feet away, the third guy was curled into a tight ball, taking fast, shallow breaths that sounded exactly like a dying dog. He hadn't moved a single inch in the last ten minutes.
Cassie was lying flat on her back staring blankly at the twilight sky. She was covered in dirt, minor bruises, and grass stains, her defensive mana completely drained to the point where just keeping her eyes open felt like a massive chore.
