When Aion began to wake up, he felt like his body had been over by truck-kun several times… like he had played the role of a ball in a soccer game, and the teams of both sides had eleven truck-kuns on each side. Despite that, he felt some warmth in his left hand, and then when he opened his eyes, he saw his mother sleeping on a chair and holding his hand. His body was covered in bandages, but at least most of the wounds had disappeared, and most importantly, he survived.
"I guess I won…" Aion thought, recalling the last moment of the fight.
Aion didn't flinch even in face of death. In fact, he charged toward it with all his might while holding his axes and pointing them at Horis' head. The last thing he remembers was them hitting the enemy's head, nothing more.
Berserker Lv 87
Health: 629/1066
Mana: 04/04
Stamina: 296/296
Strength: 131 + 101
Dexterity: 16
Magic: 01
Endurance: 131+ 64
Resistance: 01
Speed: 131
Status: 75
