Upon seeing Ethan Smith return, Emily Taylor's eyes were filled with concern. She knew the price that Ethan had paid this time was significant, especially when he forcefully activated the seventh and even the eighth layer of the Character fighting formula, making her deeply worried.
"Are you alright?" Emily asked anxiously.
"I'm fine." Ethan forcefully propped up his body, his face showing signs of exhaustion, but he managed to flash a smile, a streak of stubbornness flashing in his eyes, "I still have things to take care of. I can't just go down without a fight."
Looking at him, Emily's eyes were filled with both softness and worry. She deeply understood that Ethan, at this moment, had probably sustained severe injuries inside.
"Let's go quickly..." Ethan waved his hand, the urgency around him began to dissipate, and his breath was fading rapidly.
In no time, Ethan collapsed to the ground, looking significantly wearier.
