A massive silver needle hovered above Adam, like his faithful protector ready to deal with any opponent.
The needle trembled slightly. It was semi-transparent and somewhat blurred, like a shadow of the true power of Adam's The Will.
Whooooooooooooosh.
Trana and Krana's ghosts were torn apart, but they recovered quickly, taking some energy from their masters.
"Agh... Agh... Agh... It's hard... It's really hard..." Adam whispered with a dark look. With each passing moment, he felt rivers of energy drain out of him, for one purpose only - to keep The Will active.
Adam's eyes darkened, but... He was experienced enough to realize that it was unacceptable to shut down at a moment like this. He would either win or lose, he simply had no other option.
Slash.
