He hit the platform several feet away, the sword finally dislodging from his arm.
Lucas tried to get up but his body wouldn't respond. The mana from his Flowing River Style circulation was depleted and he was paying the price.
Victor rose to his feet.
His face was a bloody mess. His nose was clearly broken, one of his eyes was swelled shut and cuts were all over his face. But he was still standing, and he was retrieving his sword.
"Are you fucking insane?" Victor said. "Letting yourself get stabbed just to get close enough to attack me? That's suicide."
"Worked though... didn't it?" Lucas said.
"For about ten seconds, yes. Then what? You're finished." Victor said as he walked towards Lucas. "I'm going to end this now. You've more than proven yourself."
He raised his sword for a final strike.
It seems this is the end for me but not yet. I have an idea.
"System," Lucas thought. "Equip Shadow Sovereign's Mask but make it look like my face."
