Draco didn't know how many times he had slashed, destroying the arrows.
His clones and the images of the ancestral beasts had already been destroyed.
His own wave of arrows couldn't even put up a fight against this overwhelming assault.
He could feel his Originat draining at an alarming speed, as it took more and more power to destroy each arrow.
If he were still in his first ranger form, he was certain he wouldn't have lasted this long.
The Weapon of Plunder and the OmniForge Breaker were the only reasons he could keep up—making it easier for him to break through and destroy the arrows.
The young man watched this in surprise.
He hadn't expected Draco's Originat to be so vast—allowing him to hold out for this long.
Minutes passed, and after burning through a massive amount of Originat, Draco took deep breaths, staring at the young man.
This was the first time he had ever been so exhausted—forced to expend this much power and Originat just to defend against someone's attack.
