Once the Pyromancer's head finally thudded onto the ground, Maveth collapsed to his knees, utterly drained from the grueling battle. The Pyromancer had been a relentless force of nature, his every strike brimming with destructive intent and immense power. Maveth felt that victory had always been just out of his grasp. Though uncertain of the man's full strength, Maveth knew with grim clarity that he would have stood no chance against someone of equal skill and determination one on one.