Looking at the sky, Jaxon's body felt heavy. The sharp sting in his stomach and chest made it difficult to breathe. His body tensed in different parts, making it hard for him to move.
Groaning, his eyes closed as he clung to the remaining energy in his body. He forced himself to sit, his hands touching the warm ground of the crater. As he pushed himself up, he slowly caught his breath, inhaling and exhaling steadily. The attack was simple, and he couldn't believe he had been caught off guard. He couldn't digest the fact that he had lowered his guard at that moment.
However, a small smile crept onto his face as a presence drew nearer with each passing second.
"Register the spell I will use," Jaxon ordered inwardly, and a monotone voice replied,
[Noted.]
