Inside the mini hall, the space path mage wasn't fairing well. His agitation towards the boy had grown to the point of distracting him from the fight.
The woman's claws, he came to learn, were heated up and sliced through his flesh like soggy paper.
The heat was getting to him, making him drift away into a sleepy drowsiness.
The mist he would "carry" away, seemed to be never ending. The boy or the man kept supplying more of it, and it was stinging.
A rat had also managed to bite into his skin and it seemed to have poison. Combined with the drowsiness from the heat, he felt lethargic, his muscles not feeling like quite his own.
He had landed several fatal slices and stabs on the naked woman but she seemed to instantaneously heal.
Everytime she did heal herself, though, he noticed the number of rats decline.
What…. What kind of magic is this?
He knew the paths of magic to be Life, Elemental, Fate, death, Force and Space paths.
