[Ruvian's POV]
Ruvian frowned as the Black Knight suddenly withdrew.
Did he had enough of it?
No, that wasn't why. Even the Black Knight seemed surprised as if something had suddenly drawn its attention.
A moment later Calyra groaned beside him, in pain. Her face had gone pale and drops of sweat ran down her forehead.
She hadn't taken a direct hit from the Black Knight's Dark Mana, but it was obvious that prolonged exposure had already affected her.
Judging by Calyra's low Vitality and Endurance stats, her body wasn't particularly resilient against such harmful energy. So it was only a matter of time before its effects started to show.
"You okay?" Ruvian asked.
"I'm… fine," Calyra choked out, trying to steady herself.
[Time Remaining: 00:52]
Ruvian also had little time left. Fifty-two seconds. He tightened his grip on [The Endseeker], readying himself for another strike.
