Damon’s mana core simply couldn’t handle the pressure anymore. First, small cracks started appearing, and then the cracks quickly started to become bigger. The core became more and more unstable.
Damon gritted his teeth. Pain exploded from his mana core, and his entire body twitched with unimaginable agony. But if he stopped now, then... he might once again lose everything. He couldn’t bring himself to do that, knowing what was at stake.
Besides, something inside him was urging him to keep going, to take more, to drink more. His body could take it. His blood could take it. He needed to be forged by mana, and this was his only chance!
Damon bore the pain and stubbornly persisted, absorbing even more mana.
La Rocha grimaced as an entire section of the mana field turned dimmer. A part of him became afraid of the man in front of him. Why was he continuing to grow without slowing down? He shouldn’t have lasted until now, and yet he did. This cannot be allowed to happen!
He was waiting for the guy to explode, but it looked like he would destroy everything before that could happen. No, he needed to trigger it!
"Die, you little insect!" He raised his hand not to form an attack but to send an intense shockwave of mana towards Damon, who was greedily drinking in everything.
The shockwave reached Damon, and just as La Rocha expected, his body accepted that too. Damon’s face changed as an intense pain struck him all of a sudden. La Rocha grinned. "This is where you end!" His cold laughter rang loudly.
Damon’s body could not handle it anymore, and his mana core finally gave out.
BOOOM!
A thunderous boom ripped through the air.
The world turned white.
Mana exploded outward in a blinding eruption, shaking the fortress to its foundation. The very walls warped. The earth screamed. And La Rocha’s confident smirk vanished as he realized he had vastly underestimated the monster he was dealing with.
La Rocha stumbled back, shielding his face as the shockwave washed over him. "No... this shouldn’t be happening," he muttered, eyes wide. His face turned ugly. "No!!! My test subject!" He screamed and ran to the very center of the core.
Chunks of metal tore from the walls. Pillars cracked like dry bones. Systems across the fortress sparked and shorted out. This wasn’t just an outburst. This was a collapse.
However, the person who was responsible for everything was still standing right in the center of it all!
La Rocha became ashen pale, his face contorting in fear and disbelief as an unbelievable scene unfolded in front of him.
Wild and unruly mana currents curled thickly through the shattered chamber, but at its center... Damon still stood.
And then Damon moved.
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