Chapter 115: Under The Moon

As the adrenaline died down, the pain that was suppressed within his body kicked in and his strength gave out, causing him to fall back as he held onto his sword, falling with the mountainous body of the chief.

It'd be real nice…if prince charming caught me in his arms right about now, he thought.

With the large body of the chief plummeting down, an echoing thud sounded out, causing the temple to rumble momentarily.

Landing harshly against the fur-carpeted, wooden floor, the fall from such a height should've hurt, but it didn't register to his nerves.

Just as his eyelids began to flutter for him to attempt to take a nape–the chamber rumbled vigorously as a booming roar sounded out, beginning like a revving engine before exploding out.

…Dammit…can't a guy catch a break…? He thought.

It wasn't over.

Even with a stab wound through the head, the elder lifted himself back to his feet, using nature magic as wood and plant life sprouted against his back, bringing him back up.