It was as if the very life was getting sucked out of me.
The moment the sword pierced, and blood spilled out, I felt a massive wave of weakness as the mana inside of my 'body' began to fade completely.
I felt my form slowly begin to fade in the process as I struggled to hold still.
'Hold on. Keep steady. Hold on...!'
At that moment, I wasn't truly a body of flesh and blood. What I inhabited was more like a shell formed entirely of mana, holding my shape together and sustaining my movements. It mimicked my appearance well enough, but beneath the surface, there was no warmth, no heartbeat. Just... raw and pure energy.
But with that being said, it wasn't as simple as that.
I could still carry items with me, and I could use all of my abilities. It was an ability that defied common sense, one I could barely comprehend myself, as I tightened my grip around the sword in my hand, feeling the mana fading rapidly from my body.
".....!?"