Ten minutes later...
"No! Stop!"
"Enough, please!"
"S-Stop! We give up!" the old man with a long white beard said. His body was punctured with several tiny holes because of the barrage of
Every single one of them was injured badly, and none of them could even put a scratch on Arkhen.
"You all have some energies left, right? Attack me, I want to test one more power," Arkhen said with a grin.
Those 25 powerhouses revealed helpless expressions.
"Can we heal ourselves first?… Please?"
"Alright, heal yourselves," Arkhen nodded.
Many of them had a healing-type skill, and two of them had a healing-type superpower, so after spending their energies, they moderately healed themselves.
"We don't have much energy left. We can only release our powers once at most," the white-bearded old man said.
"It's fine. Do it," Arkhen said as he stretched his hand forward and activated a superpower he had yet to use.
Mayhem Field!
