Zack eagerly took on his usual stance, but Changpu held his hand out as if to tell him to wait. Suddenly, Changpu chucked the potion he had gotten towards Zack, who barely managed to catch it after fumbling an attempted one handed catch.
Not one to turn down such a gift, Zack drank the health potion without any reservations. His skin became a healthy tan once more as the many bruises he had accumulated throughout the previous sparring matches slowly faded away.
Even his damaged diaphragm had been healed, lifting the burden of breathing manually from Zack's cerebral crystal. Not that it was a particularly strenuous endevor, Zack was just getting tired of diverting his attention between his fights and his need to breathe.
In about thirty seconds, his health bar had almost fully recovered!
With a sigh of relief, Zack chucked the glass vial over the edge of the stone platform, and then took his stance once more.
And with a silent nod from Changpu, the two began their rematch!
