Desmond flew almost twenty feet before his feet hit the ground again after bumping fists with the werelion. Desmond's feet left a trail of shattered rock in the ground to absorb the remaining momentum until his body came to a halt ten feet from the initial impact site.
Desmond looked extremely serious now that he was looking at the werelion. Rekna was much stronger than Desmond expected, and defeating him would not be easy. However, Desmond didn't regret one bit about starting this fight. In contrast, Desmond had a wide grin filled with excitement and aggression.
Gusts of pain flooded Desmond's system endlessly. Still, he kept his gaze on Rekna as his hands moved of their own accord. Desmond brought a potion to his lips before injecting another elixir into his neck.
