MARTIN VAZ, BRAZIL
Zzzz!
The sound of sizzling electricity that seems so ear deafening in the beginning of the battle now sound so weak.
Weak and lifeless, like it is on the brink of extinguishing
Slumped and leaning onto a half sliced boulder is a man. Swirling around his entire being is purple lightning.
Around him Time and Space distorted but as he grows weaker the distortions around him seem to grow weaker.
He clearly has seen better days. He is on his last breath
'Uhuk, Uhuk!'
Will coughed a lump of blood from his chest; his hand is grabbing his chest because of the pain. Each movement from his body is painful and requires a lot of effort.
His internal organs are all in a mess, and blood is pouring from his eyes and his ears.
His hand and feet is trembling and his face is full of deep scratches and his body is full of terrible wounds and holes.
If not for his speed regeneration he would have long been dead
