Stanley was almost dead, but he was not dead yet. He may only have 5% health remaining, but that still meant he could continue to fight.
And while his health was down, the blue bar had row reached full.
'I need to fight,' he thought. 'I need to win!'
Stanley got back up and immediately activated his skill with the sword.
His body acted on its own, blitzing toward the shrunken dark figure. He cut through him, the unfurled red cloth wrapping around him. He jumped, pulling the figure into the air with him before cutting him several times.
The amount of cuts on the dark figure's body slowly reduced his health lowering from nearly half to less than 30% by the time Stanley was done with his skill.
The man fell on his back while Stanley landed on his legs. He realized the man hadn't begun enlarging just yet, so he rushed toward him and began swinging his sword all around, cutting wherever he could.
The figure's health dropped more and more.
