Kaizen's stamina and mana were totally zeroed out. After he had exhausted himself running to the Centaur Druid and spent his entire MP bar on a crazy plan, he was panting.
Kaizen gasped as his mind spun, and an incessant whistle agonized his ears.
*Wiiiii*
The lightning fell very close to him, resembling the explosion of a bomb when it struck the mythical creature.
Gradually, Kaizen opened his eyes, and as he shifted his eyes to the far upper left corner of his vision, he saw there were several icons next to his HP.
'Dizziness, nausea, paralysis, and weakness. Hmm... that's nothing. Not really that bad.'
No matter how long it had been since Kaizen had last played an MMORPG game, he still knew how players of these types of games acted. Therefore, Kaizen knew that the approaching crowd would not worship him as the hero of the battle, but rather try to steal the Boss's drops or, worse, kill him.
