"Curses!! How are you keeping up?!" roared Ra Mehn in fury and disbelief.
While he wasn't losing, he wasn't gaining any ground either, despite his conjured flaming sword.
Five whole minutes had already passed since they began their high-intensity exchange.
If this continued, his mana wouldn't hold.
This was exactly Daru's plan.
From what he read in the forums, Aetherborns were used to fighting with mana, and this was the main source of their arrogance.
They had internal energy that they could use, while the other three races did not.
The problem was that when they ran out, their combat power tended to drop drastically, similar to a modern-day professional gamer who was suddenly not allowed to use the keyboard he had used all his life and was given a shitty one.
The decrease in combat power wasn't as simple as seven minus one equals six.
Aetherborns were usually used to suppressing their enemy from the get-go, knowing how to snowball from there.
