Chapter 166

“I'll admit. You have defeated me. Once again, you are the victor and I have lost,” Drakoen wheezes, coughing out blood. He was now lying in a pool of his own blood, as his life hung by the thread. Mercedes was on her knees, breathing heavily. After using the golden light infinite fire spell, she was spent and out of fuel. She was just waiting for Drakoen to die so she could let go and retire. For as long as he still drew breath, it was not over. 

“Save your words. There is no need for you to state the obvious. You were never meant to win. Not then and not now. It's time to die.”

Drakoen let out a hollow laugh that echoed inside the barrier. The laughter of a broken man on the verge of his demise. His laughter changed to an evil laughter that sent a chill down Mercedes' spine. She suddenly felt very uneasy. Despite managing to put him down for good, something told her it was not over yet. But what could he do in his state? His soul was damaged beyond repair and