"1 Minute and 32 seconds."
Lucas muttered under his breath as he counted how many minutes have taken him to take out the demon in front of him.
The fight was short after Lucas went into Shadow transformation but it was thatuch dreadful as well.
"Fuck..."
A loud curse leaves from Lucas mouth as his shadow disatach from his body and return to his original position at the same time the mana coating on Lucas's body faded away.
"Agh... Fuck That Basterd..."
Another curse could be heard on the empty room of the hidden doungen of boss floor.
Lucas looked towards his stomach, Where that demon had thrusted earlier, A large amount of the red blood was leaking from the wounds.
Fortunately, That attacked didn't hit his liver or else Lucas would be in big trouble.
Worst case scenario, He would be dead.
But it's didn't mean that he was any better now.
If didn't treat his wounds now he would be dead for real.
