BAM!
Lazarus slams his foot into Chris's chest, sending him crashing into the ground and bouncing across it several times.
The moment the kick lands, Chris's creaking bone armor automatically shoots out its defensive spikes, piercing straight through Lazarus's foot.
The wounds heal in the blink of an eye.
"Nice little trick, kid. You even managed to wound me once. Your Innatus is pretty impressive. But in the hands of someone as weak as you, all it'll do is delay the inevitable," Lazarus mocks.
"Well... that's still one more time than you've managed to hurt me," Chris shoots back with a nervous smile.
As exhausted as he is, and despite taking a beating since the fight began, not a single one of Lazarus's thrusts has managed to hit him directly thanks to his Innatus.
But keeping that power active burns through a huge amount of mana, and Chris is almost completely out.
"Oh, don't worry. I'll fix that right now."
Lazarus raises his spear, ready to charge again.
