Chapitre 118: Chapter 118: System's Winner

The impact of the corrosive stake left Lucien and Selene gasping on the ground, their bodies wracked with pain.

Their once-immaculate armor now bore cracks and emitted wisps of acrid smoke. Every breath was a laborious effort, and the slightest movement sent waves of agony through their battered forms.

Without needing to exchange words, both Summoners knew that another attack of similar magnitude would be fatal. 

Around them, a sepulchral silence had descended upon the huddled soldiers.

Many eyes were fixed on Lucien and Selene, their owners acutely aware that these powerful Summoners now stood as the last line of defense against Fathoran's total victory.

Tarec, positioned among the crowd, clenched his fists with a burning desire to help. He had witnessed Fathoran's power firsthand and knew that without mana, he would be nothing more than a hindrance. The frustration of his powerlessness gnawed at him, a bitter taste in his mouth.