"C—Can't you just stabilize yourself a bit?" Cail said as new cracks formed on his helmet. He had face-planted into the ground five times now. Sellene would randomly stop like a broken vehicle, and Cail would bump into her like a domino.
Sellene had never felt this pathetic before. "Your helmet just shattered, but I'm bleeding!" Her elbows and knees were grazed by the fall, the red blood glaring against her snow-white skin.
Speaking of that, Cail was confused. "You're a strong void user... Why is your body this fragile? I remember it wasn't like this before, right?"
"Secret." This was the first time Sellene had hidden something. "But... me overdrafting myself like this is bad." That was also the reason she hadn't gone all out during the fight with the Tyrant.
Hearing her say that, Cail guessed it might have something to do with her physique.
