Rudra pretty much knew he had this match in the bag now , unless Parallax could find enough time to take a healing potion , but considering his rattled state of mind that clouded his judgment and how Rudra was eyeing him like a scavenger looking at a bleeding prey , he doubted he would ever get such an opportunity.
Parallax was a scared cub now , his moves were unclean and laced with fear. The moves he would have parried easily were now hitting him constantly , chipping away at his health , alongside the passive bleed damage.
Rudra had nothing but contempt and pity for Parallax , who was not at all a ' weak ' player by any standards , however he was a player with weak mentality. He was a skilled levelling maniac , and that was all there was to him. An overinflated sense of ego , and a lack of discipline and spine that would help him get through tough times , meant that the moment he was in a disadvantagous position , he would loose control of the match.
