His answer was [Faith of Justice] Blessing. If he could use it, his mana core could reach the equivalent of five.
However, there was a huge problem.
He didn't believe in Justice.
(But I'll give it a shot.)
He didn't expect to maintain the power of five mana cores for the rest of the fight. He only hoped he could use it for at least thirty seconds.
This was a gamble, because once the effect of [Faith of Justice] Blessing ended, he would weaken.
This blessing was distasteful. It should've been a curse rather than a blessing.
Hector clenched his jaw, then shot a focused stare at the man, like a seasoned, devious hawk searching for an enemy's weak spot from afar. At the same time, he commanded Aharok inwardly, using the remaining mana he had, ready to fight in a psychotic slaughter to the death.
Hector only needed a minimal amount of mana to finish that bastard—but he needed the right timing. With that condition met, he had already triggered [Faith of Justice] as well.
