As the battle continued, Leon's body laid on the cold cobblestone.
The pool of blood had settled beneath his figure, as his limbs quivered violently. Eyes, and mouth both freezed open.
Little by little, the tip of his fingers turned black around the nails. Cracks began to form on his skull, extending towards his eye socket.
Leon felt all that. But the voice couldn't escape his throat, no matter how much his body screamed to cry.
Perhaps taking the [Drop of Limitless] more than once had been a mistake.
Or perhaps… the entire strategy had been.
Leon had devised several strategies to defeat Lucian, and among them, this had seemed the most optimal.
But the deed was already done.
Laying on the cold ground, Leon looked back at his newly acquired life, which didn't last long either.
Unlike his past life on Earth, where he had achieved most of what he desired. But this one… failed to give him the right thrill.
'If I die here…' Leon thought.
