Talon daringly stared at the monster with a wicked grin as he rested his spear on his shoulder. He didn't seem like he was terrified of the Grim Roamer anymore and was instead the one in control at that moment.
However, the truth couldn't be anything further from that. In simple words, Talon's body was completely exhausted to the point where Acrypha thought it was a miracle he was still standing and even ready to fight.
Ignoring the gaping hole in his side, Talon's entire body was just a bloody mess. Countless cuts and bruises covered his skin like tattoos. He had broken a few ribs and damaged his internal organs heavily. Not to mention the amount of blood he lost after all of that.
If it wasn't for his superhuman strength and continuous evolution, she was sure that he would've died right there and then. But, his iron will and pride kept him on his feet.