Chapter 370 Onto Something
Chapter 370 Onto Something
What the fuck happened?
It wasn't every day that I felt pain like this. My whole body was screaming in tremendous agony, and it wasn't even worth trying to move. After what seemed like an eternity—or maybe just a minute—I slowly managed to open my eyes, only to close them again immediately. Why the fuck is that dude so close? I tried to shift instantly... at least I tried, but it wasn't possible with all this pain. How the hell did this even happen? I channeled mana into Aron, and that was it—it should've been fine. Or shouldn't it? I don't know, because I've never tried it on anyone other than Blaze. Did his body reject the foreign mana? Was it the curse? Curse! I reluctantly opened my eyes. "Back off." There was the muffled sound of something hitting the floor. "I thought you died!" Aron's voice seemed a bit out of breath, with a hint of relief mixed in. "I'm pretty hard to kill." Pushing myself off the hard floor, I somehow managed to stand up. It hurt, but not like being wounded—it was more like exhaustion to the point of nearly dying. "How long was I unconscious—whoa!" I almost lost my balance as my vision settled on the broken prince. He was still broken. I didn't have enough mana to use my mana or elemental vision to confirm, but I could guess that the curse wasn't easy to get rid of. All I managed to do was give him a few seconds of his vitality back. "Fifteen minutes..." Aron stood up. He wasn't in his Archon Form. Well, if I was out for more than a minute, he wouldn't have been able to sustain that form for that long. I lo