He staggered, nearly collapsing, one knee buckling from the exertion. He could feel his left arm beginning to numb. The injury on his right side was leaking more than blood—it was leaking strength.
And yet, he stood up again.
"Not enough," he muttered. "I need more—!"
The Revenant with the fractured jaw hissed, circling faster now—less beast, more soldier. It feinted left, then right, trying to bait his broken side.
Noel ignored the pain and moved straight in.
He fainted a slash—then let go of the sword mid-swing and grabbed the Revenant's neck with his lightning-charged hand, slamming it to the ground with everything he had left.
BOOM.
[Enemy Neutralized – 1 Remaining]
The last Revenant paused.
For the first time—it hesitated.
And Noel, panting and bleeding, stared it down with one good arm still crackling with flickering arcs of light.
"Come on, then…"
His lips curled into a grin, blood staining his teeth.
"I've got one more left in me."
