Cedric felt his every vein pulse with power. He had never felt this much power before. The battle felt different like he was different...but
His body was growing exhausted too fast. He normally could fight for hours without a break, but just minutes, and his body was getting weak. His arms got heavier. Cedric stumbled; it felt like his lungs were on fire, and everything started to spin.
Thamiel stopped attacking, he understood what was happening. He watched Cedric collapse.
Thamiel walked towards him and squatted by the side of the youngest prince. Damael appeared beside Thamiel, "You should get him treated. His wounds won't heal in this condition." Damael suggested
Thamiel smirked, "I thought he wasn't worth your attention." He chimed, Thamiel threw Cedric's hand over his shoulders and helped him up.
"I just find him interesting," Damael mentioned. Thamiel frowned, he knew Damael as the most shrewd person ever. What piqued his interest.
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