The referee appeared beside Ray in an instant, catching him with one arm while his other hand released a soft white glow, sealing wounds and halting further blood loss.
Scarlet collapsed onto the ground, staring blankly at Ray.
Never in her life had she fought a peer so fiercely… or so painfully.
How can he fight like this?
That dragon claw… how did it block my soul skill?
If she had been more prepared, perhaps things wouldn't have gone this far.
Is he alright?
Ray lay motionless, his body soaked in blood, face pale, eyes closed. He had long since lost consciousness.
In the final clash, he had held on by sheer will alone. When the stargod energy overwhelmed him and his soul power collapsed, his body finally gave way. Had he lasted even one more second, the outcome might have been different.
Alfred appeared on the stage like a phantom.
