Gavin had lost both his hand and his sword, he was seriously injured and had to use an artifact, but there was no fear of death in his eyes.
He seemed to regret that things had gotten this far, that he had to give up the ring to survive, and that Enida would have to do the same now.
"Fuck... Artifacts... They always cause so much trouble. Fucking trump card I don't have!" Evan snorted irritably slowly getting up from the ground.
The wind covered his entire body with small wounds, they were many and painful, but his organs were intact, nothing critical.
Evan cast a quick glance at Gavin, who for some reason was scurrying away, then turned to Enida.
Her fight with Flaming Monster was going to be over in a few minutes. They were both exhausted and wounded, it seemed that Enida was already exhausted while Flaming Monster still had some energy.
