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CLAAASH!
Her movements were getting faster. The spear she had seemed intelligent and even had a mind of its own. As she constantly fought against me, she learned my patterns and the spear adapted to my movements, constantly finding new blind spots to abuse.
I was constantly being pierced around my body, but thanks to my ability to modify the curse, such wounds were not infected and began healing faster than normal. As a result, her intent of slowly chipping away my life and energy was futile.
Nonetheless, I was still growing tired. My entire body was already at its limits, and my magic was the only thing I was relying on the most. Firing desperately Novas made by concentrating over a thousand Embers into a single point was one of the most successful and effective methods to push her away.
BOOOM! BOOOM! BOOOM!
"Ungh…!"
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