Alex looked at the notification in front of him with a shock on his face. He had thought he won, but it seemed to be at the cost of his own life now.
"Shit!" he cried out. His anger reached sky-high as he pulled the broken sword out of the old man's body and immediately cut off his left arm all the way up in the shoulder. He wanted to stop the old man's poison from reaching his body so soon.
"Don't you dare think you'll be dying so easily," Alex said. He pulled out a healing pill and ate it to heal himself as much as he could and looked down towards the old man.
That was when he noticed the many broken pieces of metal all around him. The old man had fallen on top of his own broken sword and somehow managed to find the tip that held the poison. Likely due to it cutting himself and poisoning him.
