Five minutes felt like hours. The kind of hours that grind on your bones.
Eloy stayed on one knee in the center of the courtyard, his right arm hanging useless at his side. The fragments of Caldera's Edge had dissolved into blue motes, fading before they even touched the ground. Twelve hours before the weapon would regenerate. A lifetime, in a fight like this.
[ REPAIR TIMER — CALDERA'S EDGE — 11 HOURS 47 MINUTES ]
[ CURRENT ARMAMENT — NONE ]
[ STRATEGY — UNARMED COMBAT — SURVIVAL PRIORITY ]
Orin turned. The greatsword came out of the stone with a sound like grinding teeth. "The pause is over."
Eloy stood. His ankle screamed.
[ DUEL — PHASE TWO ]
[ HERO'S AUTHORITY — SUSTAINED ]
[ COMPACT WINDOW — 72 EXCHANGES REMAINING ]
