Chapitre 656: A Rescue Team

Oren stared at the man leave before he collapsed once again. His body was weak, unable to support his weight anymore. The body he once thought of as light was now as heavy as lead, a mountain that brought him down to the ground.

"I need… to heal the wounds…" muttered Oren as he tried to flip himself over, but his body did not move. The muscles were strained past their limit, and it was the first time he could not use a single one of them. "Is this… because of the spirit?"

"It is indeed, master. The power I give you is not without a strain, as you are wielding something far stronger than your body can handle. However, you still lost…."

Lancelot appeared before Oren, but the latter could only see the knight's foot. Lancelot's blue cloak spread over the clouds as he sat in front of Oren, his armor clinking.