"Good," Satou said with cold satisfaction. "Because I'm going to—"
He never finished the sentence.
Without warning, his vision blurred. The room spun violently, and his body went limp. The rage that had been holding him upright suddenly couldn't sustain him anymore as the reality of his condition caught up.
His mana reserves completely depleted to absolute zero. His consciousness maintaining his body through sheer willpower alone. All of it crashed down on him at once.
"Satou!" Jessica caught him as he collapsed, her healing magic immediately activating. "His mana—it's completely empty! He's running on nothing but anger and adrenaline right now!"
"Get him lying down," Lyra commanded, her analytical mind cutting through panic. "Flat on his back, legs elevated. Jessica, focus on stabilizing his vitals. Seraphine, can you—"
