The moment blue pulsing energy struck Xander, he let out a piercing, agonized shriek.
"Ahhh!"
Mathilda's heart trembled hearing her son's painful voice, tears welled up in her eyes, and she had to bite back the urge to go and comfort her son.
Lana panted as the steady stream of mystic energy left her body, making her feel weak and dizzy.
Maybe it was because fear was raging in her mind, or the earlier encounter had left a deep mark; anyhow, Lana's senses were heightened.
When the impact of the mystic energy became more profound, Xander collapsed on the ground, his body curling up.
Lana's heart constricted as her mystic energy eventually reached the depleting stage.
'No... no! Please not at this crucial moment! I will die!'
The goddess must have heard her pleas, because Xander fainted the next second.
Mathilda's hands were trembling as she touched her son.
On receiving no response, she called out softly, "Son? Xander?"
