Zeph removed his mask as he cleared the blood from his eyes as well as mouth and put his mask back. He noticed his hand trembling as he was not able to hold his sword tightly. He vomited a few more mouthfuls of blood to clear his chest.
He observed the fight raging and stood up. He tried to walk towards them slowly but his feet were staggering with his every step. Every bone in his body was hurting due to that impact but he was not giving up. He whispered to himself, clenching the sword tight,
"I'm not done yet!"