Feeling the sharp sting of pain encroaching her body, Stacia forced herself to stand, her breath ragged and uneven as she gasped for air.
Stacia's unique constitution—one that allowed her to fully utilize both aura and mana—kicked in, and slowly, she could feel her body healing itself from the physical damage she had sustained.
Her resilience was one of her greatest assets, and she wasn't about to let this battle end without pushing Riley to his limits.
Her grip on the Ignis sword tightened, its fiery aura pulsing with her renewed strength. She locked her eyes on Riley, but something about him had changed.
His gaze, once calm and detached, was now cold—almost unreadable.
Her body felt goosebumps as she felt her strength slowly being siphoned off for some reason.
His blue eyes reflected the fire she wielded, yet the flames seemed to have no effect on him. Unfazed.
'What happened?'
