Ren who was evading Khalos's attacks gritted his teeth as he finally asked the original incarnation for his advice.
"So you're finally willing to listen to me. Heh, I know that took a lot of strength to say, seeing as your pride should be similar to what mine was when I was young. You know back then-"
"How about you stop reminiscing and start telling me how to win."
"How impatient, surely you're having a blast fighting in such a dire situation."
Ren didn't respond as what the original incarnation said was correct. He was indeed feeling a thrill like no other as he barely dodged an attack that could kill him. The wounds on his body were slowly accumulating and his mana supply, as well as his Spirit Aura, were being drained so fast that if the battle continues a few more days his massive amounts of Spiritual Energy would be fully drained. He was so close to death, that the death scythe in his hands became harder to control.