The beast-man laid a hoof on the ground and made strength on his knees, rising to his feet.
"Fuck! I can't keep it! Graagh!" thought Dag, who could not prevent his enemy from rising from the ground.
Roar grabbed the fluid on his neck and with a determined gesture, tore it away, smashing it into a thousand pieces, which squirted in front of him, regrouping and entering again into Dag's body, which absorbed it like a sponge.
"What?! Was he able to get the dark liquid out of his body?!" thought Gridd aloud, pulling the swords from behind her back, ready to intervene.
Soon after, the enemy also grabbed the other dark arm, clutching the blade in his hands and pulling it out slowly, making a show of force with Dag, who could not counter it.
