"Keugh…"
The room was dark other than the green light from the strange structure. Atlas leaned against the wall, his arms to the side.
[Regeneration] was circulating energy through his body. He could feel himself healing, though his mind was being drained at an equal rate.
He was only confident in allowing the skill to do as it pleased because of the scene in front of him.
His gamble paid off.
In that last moment, Horus' power trickled off. He was wounded severely by Atlas' strike and fell to the floor, succumbing to his injuries.
His body was there, covered in a green light that assured he was still alive. Still, he wasn't going to be able to move for a long time.
Atlas waited for ten minutes before his legs were finally in a good enough state for him to walk. He pushed himself off of the wall and limped forward towards the green structure.
However…
"W…ait…"
A bloody hand grabbed his ankle.
