"Well said." Kui took a step forward and assumed his stance. His arm was essentially healed by now, with the musculature and nerves fully grown with just some skin and scale layer requiring patching. But in exertion of power, he was still in optimal shape.
"I possess little magical energy to maintain any measure of extended confrontation," stated the Collector, assessing that even with Kui's technique to continuously gather mana while moving, it was still more inefficient than static gathering and, coupled with the Collector's enormous mana pool, meant it had restored only up to 15% of its total mana.
"No problem." Kui inched forwards with his stance, keeping his legs wide. His toes, driven into the ground with such force that they cracked into it, carved out patterns in the rock as he now settled in front of the Collector.
