Meanwhile, on the other side of the arena, Isaac Moonfall walked away from the battlefield with slightly unsteady steps.
Two of his teammates immediately approached, offering shoulders for support, but Isaac declined with a shake of his head. He walked alone to the Drakefield bench, sat down, and immediately leaned his head back against the seat with his eyes closed.
The self-division technique had completely drained his energy reserves.
In the arena, Drakefield's next fighter was already standing ready. A young man taller than average, with messy short brown hair and a long silver-tipped spear now held upright at his side. Evan Feldane. His name flashed on the side display.
The Announcer, who also served as referee, immediately made the call.
"ISAAC MOONFALL HAS DECIDED TO REST—A PERFECTLY REASONABLE DECISION AFTER SUCH AN EXHAUSTING BATTLE!" the Announcer declared.
