Enduring the pain that threatened to overwhelm his senses, Desmond gritted his teeth, resorting to swinging his sword once more.
"You brought it on yourself,
A single finger-thin strand of green mana seemed to bisect everything in Desmond's field of vision. Smooth and light as a cloud, swift and withering as thunder, the mana blade did more than split the landscape.
In the next instant, the four adventurers who had been besieging Desmond collapsed, their bodies split in two from the waist. Without waiting for the blood to stop spilling like a fountain, Desmond leaned against one of the cave walls and collapsed to the ground.
