"IT HURTS! IT HURTS! IT HURTS! IT HURTS! IT HURTS! IT HURTS! IT HURTS! IT HURTS! IT HURTS! IT HURTS! IT HURTS! IT HURTS! IT HURTS! IT HURTS! IT HURTS! IT HURTS!!!!!"
Aldrich began screaming and writhing on the ground, sobbing and trembling in a manner so pathetic that it was almost difficult to believe he was the same creature who had terrorized the entire city.
"WHY?! WHY?! WHY?!! WHY IS THIS HAPPENING TO ME?!!"
The monster responsible for all the tragedies that had befallen Old Ashvarn staggered before struggling back to his feet.
The damage inflicted by Overcharge had been absolutely devastating.
A single discharge at full power had wiped out nearly half of his health in one attack, leaving him with only the remaining half.
Unlike the powerful Aldebaran and his terrifying black armor, Aldrich possessed considerably weaker defenses and a much smaller health pool.
Both were Saint-rank monsters, yet the difference between their physical capabilities was like heaven and earth.
