At this point, Raul's power had already started to wane. His once-monstrous insect swarm, strengthened by essence blood, was visibly sluggish, their movements losing the ferocity they had at the start.
The time limit on his blood essence enhancement was nearing its end, and Max could see it clearly. Without a moment's pause, he pressed harder, forcing Raul onto the defensive.
Raul's heart sank. "Not good…" he thought grimly, his face paling slightly. Without hesitation, he spun around and fled, pushing every ounce of his remaining strength into escaping.
As proud as he was, he knew one thing: if he died here, to a mere peak Master Rank warrior, it would forever stain his name—a disgrace he could never wash away.
