It was like poisons, without using the proper spirit element and techniques to counter it, the target would eventually die.
"You speak as if you are aware of what hit me," Fang coughed blood, and this time he couldn't walk on his own. Two of William's guild masters moved fast and supported him to not fall.
"I'm fine," but Fang didn't thank them, instead he pushed them aside as if he was enraged by the help they offered.
"You need to know the more power you exert, the faster you'll lose your life," William rolled his eyes at this stubborn old master, "help him, and don't let him fight any monster…"
"I'm not that old to get support from kids!" Fang's pride kicked in and made him shout, interrupting William's words.
