Donnie was punching the Demon relentlessly, slamming his hands down onto his face. 30 seconds ago his body fell. He seemed to lose consciousness but Donnie had to capitalize.
as he was sitting on him, he stopped, seeing him immobile. "Thats right bastard, I WIN" he said looking into the unfocused and most likely unconscious eyes of vantriel.
"Well…what now?" Donnie said panting.
"I don't really care what happens next. I'm just glad I saw that cretin get beaten to death" Damian replied, looking like it took everything to get those words out.
Andrew chimed in: "i better get a cool memorial. Put my hand casting abilities on my tombstone."
Damian laughed "your really dragging this aren't you" "to the grave"
'what do I do?' Donnie thought to himself, looking at their worsening conditions. He just had to sit there and watch his friends die?
That was when the body he was sitting on twitched. Donnie swung down on instinct. "STAY DOWN YOU–"
Two hands caught the attack. "Relax it's me." Chase said, eager to end this bloodshed. "Don't worry, I'm tired too"
Donnie lingered for a moment, then got off of him. "No way that arrogant prick would say that"
"Your probably right" Chase added, quickly standing up despite his beaten and abused body. He would most likely never even consider surrendering for even a moment.
After all, how embarrassing is it to lose to someone hundreds of years younger than you ?
While being in control of his body was nice, he did notice a pain in his jaw and many parts of his torso, but next to no damage.
"You must've did a real number on me"Chase said. These weird tingling pains were fading but were still annoying in the moment.
"I did, you're stupid new body just healed everything"
Just then it hit him "Where are they?"
Chase said in a panic. Donnie pointed to the right with a sigh.
Running over to them, he saw their bodies, barely clinging to live, eyes hazy.
Chase fell to his knees, not knowing what to do. Suddenly a red screen popped up in front of him. [level increased]
[reward]
100 Attribute points
[corrupt?]
Subject [Andrew]
[Requirements]
30 attribute points
Chase would rather him not die, so he clicked without a second thought.
Taking two steps over to Damian, he did the same thing the moment the screen popped up.
[–60 Attribute points ]
Suddenly red aura coated his hands as he uncontrollably lunged toward the two, injecting red spheres of mana into their bodies.
"Do you think that helped?" Chase said looking back. "I hope so" Donnie said, laying his head against the tree behind him, before fully sitting down. He was too tired to move and needed to rest.
They both did. Taking one more look, and not seeing them change much, it at least seemed to stop the bleeding a little. Chase fell unconscious. The weight of everything collapsed upon him all at once.