"Do you want it?" I asked Ragas after I poured a really big burst of energy into its heart, which had nearly destroyed it.
"No. You can keep it," he said and slumped back on the ground.
"Thank you," I said and took the frozen Grimm inside my core. The pressure on my core increased the moment I took second High-Sovereign, but nothing close to the breaking point.
"There is a good hiding spot two and a half miles away. We should recover there," I said, and a few more formations lit up in my core.
He nodded tiredly before getting up.
We begin to make our way toward the hiding spot; we need to hide. Both of us had used the moves that exhausted us. It would be bad if we come across another such threat.
In less than a minute, we have crossed the mile and we are moving even faster.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!