He... he really did it?
Aether's breath was shallow, almost as if his lungs weren't able to get much air inside them. And it wasn't just his lungs that were like this... really, it was his whole body. His ribs felt as if they were hanging inside of him, broken and barely not falling and puncturing an organ.
He finally opened himself, seeing Denial on the ground below him, with a small coral glowing where Voidpiecer had pierced his face. It was frightening. Denial was in no way weak, yet at the same time, the Tides had already started to devour him. To think that for the Tides, the guy he had trained months to barely win, is just another person.
Though there was one thing.
As much as he wanted to say, he hadn't defeated the Tides Denial.
Denial is the final level of the Tides trial. Everyone who wants to get their life back has to fight him. So even if he just killed him, when the next comes, Denial will be here.
