"Haa… Haa…"
Paul's eyes were heavy, his vision was blurred as well.
Even though his senses were heightened, he couldn't combat the effects of exerting himself for so long.
His body shook, but he maintained his stance. It would all be over soon. That was the only thing keeping him standing—in addition to the numerous cheers of the people counting on him.
"Haaa… Not yet!" He gripped his trusted weapons with resolve.
In his right hand was a blade, and his left hand wielded a gun.
They were the only weapons left as the others had run out of durability.
Even his numerous Automatons had been decimated, and only a few were left.
The only reliable backup he had was Lily, and she too was at her limit.
'I can't give up now… not yet!' Exhaling sharply, he utilized his Gift one last time, combining the weapons he had in one fell swoop.
