Ethan staggered forward.
Every step sent another wave of pain through his body.
Both of his arms were mangled, his hands barely responding to his commands. His entire body was scorched from the battle, patches of burned flesh covering his skin where Inferno Core and Beast Impact had pushed Spark's flames beyond what his body could withstand.
His mana was completely gone.
There wasn't a single drop left inside him.
Yet Ethan kept walking.
The pain was excruciating, but he endured it.
He had already come this far, and wasn't going to stop now.
'I really hope this doesn't somehow carry over.'
The thought almost made him laugh.
Wolfy and Storm would likely retain their injuries. Their bodies were tied to him through that strange connection, and since damage remained after the Tower, he assumed it was the same in this case.
But his own body?
He couldn't imagine why his physical injuries would follow him out.
At least, he hoped they wouldn't.
