"Haa… Haa…"
Taking deep heavy breaths, Brandon knelt down on the ground, supporting himself with a chipped ice sword.
Cuts and grazes appeared all over his body, bleeding profusely.
But under the surge of adrenaline, the pain was mitigated temporarily.
Looking in front of him, the vast darkness of the reality domain continued to engulf the entire area.
It gave him the impression that the man that conjured the domain had vast amounts of mana.
The fight persisted for what he thinks might have been 20 minutes already.
Yet the only one to have suffered any damage was Brandon.
Not once had he ever landed a single hit on the man.
Whenever he used [Mana Disruption], another magic would be sent his way, as if the man wasn't fazed at all that his mana was disrupted.
But most of the time, Brandon couldn't time [Mana Disruption] perfectly.