"Spare this old man from the exercise. His old body can not compete with a youth's."
Quetzalcoatl lifted his trembling hands and smiled wryly. He was hoping that Layland was merely taunting, but Layland was being serious. Layland still had enough energy to clash, but he didn't. Moreover, it was getting dangerous for Ne Okozmo. His control over his Hidden World was slipping because of his exhaustion. After all, he didn't only have to fight Layland for the last month but also suppress Layland's pressure to prevent it from tearing the Sub-Dimension that was the foundation of Ne Okozmo.
"That's quite unfortunate, but I understand your situation," Layland replied with a small smile on his face. Surprising Quetzalcoatl, he bowed and sincerely said, "I have to thank you for making me realize my mistake."
