Slowly, Zhask descended toward the rubble below, wings beating heavy and uneven now, whatever remained of his composure barely holding together.
Leon descended too, unhurried, azure light trailing behind him like smoke off a dying flame.
They landed a short distance apart, the ground beneath them cracking further under Zhask's weight alone.
Zhask's arms hung heavier now than they had a minute ago.
'What's with this kid'
He did not show it but so far he could only wonder what the kid was made of, he should have been the stronger one, but every punch he took or threw shattered his bones which later regenerated at high speeds, it was as if he was facing an immovable rock.
'This is bad.'
He watched Leon reposition in the air, unhurried, azure aura curling off him in slow drifting waves, and he felt something cold settle into his chest.
The boy's aura was still growing.
Not dramatically or in sudden violent spikes
