Boom!
With a deafening rumble, Jared struck again, and a huge gulf appeared beside Sean. Clouds of dust rose, obscuring Sean within.
Jared landed on the ground slowly. Sweat trickled down his forehead and dropped to the ground before evaporating. The last strike had used up Jared’s spiritual energy, so much so that he could no longer swing his blade.
Slowly, the dust settled and revealed Sean’s figure. He was still alive, as Jared didn’t take his life.
Despite having survived the ordeal, Sean was wounded by the powerful arcs. His clothes were tattered, just like Jared’s.
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