When the sun rose, Lucen felt blood rising from his lungs and coughed it out. There was not a single part of his body that did not hurt.
There had been several system notifications, but he ignored them as he was focused on the battle.
His mana pool felt like a dry well scraped to the stone. His aura mantle flickered faintly around his skin, unstable, thin. Even lifting a finger felt painful and incredibly hard to do.
The backlash from using RELEASE was not as bad as before because of the power of the ring.
Lucen looked at the battlefield and saw that the final monster had fallen. Yet he did not feel all that relieved. The same as all the other previous waves, this one was just the first one.
He already sent a few scouts buffed with a few spells to enhance speed, to see what was to come. For now, he needed to rest, and so did the others.
