[Darkame Flowery]
"Just a little more…" I hissed through my teeth.
I forced myself upright, pins and needles stabbing through my dead legs as I mashed spells from both [Holy Flame Manipulation] and [Dark Recovery] together on instinct.
It was going horribly. The spell was a glitching mess—but the Hydra was still reeling from my first hit, still knitting its flesh back together. I had time. Not much, but more if I kept grinding time itself to a crawl.
[Holame Recoflame]
"The hell does that even mean?" I snapped.
Juggling spells like this was way harder than I'd thought. I'd gotten lucky with my first fusion, but this one? That luck was dead and buried.
It was still healing me, technically, just… in the jankest, most half-broken way possible.
"C-come on…!"
I bore down harder, forcing my brain to line up the formula. You'd think [Holy Flame] and [Dark Recovery] would be way simpler than that insane new spell I'd just invented—but no.
