The pain hit like a truck, but I was already put through worse, so I endured it letting just a groan escape my mouth. The blood flow after the initial burst almost completely stopped, as the passive skillset of 'Dreadnought' kicked in, which ant that my position wasn't as bad as one could initially think.
But the fact that my right arm was gone didn't change.
Sevva also was getting weaker, as the grasp of his powers on loosened, but since he managed to get my weapon, he imdiately turned it the midair, and send at with my hand still firmly golding it.
I managed to twist my body, and avoid the blade, as it went straight after my neck. Still, the edge managed to slash my chest.
He was barely holding on, and couldn't keep in this position, he had to let go, so I was dropped, and landed heavily on the ground.
- Are you ok?! - shouted Druoag.
I ignored him completely, and without thinking much rushed after the Calludin, who was barely holding himself in the air. I kept my stolen weapon in mind all that ti, knowing he might try to attack with it, and I won't be able to survive a direct hit of the energy blade.
He did just that sending it from the side, but I noticed, and in the last mont jumped forward, spinning my body and going a weird horizontal backflip. He tried to get spinning the blade at the last mont, but he just scratched with the blunt side as I landed on one of my legs, still in need to lose sohow the kinetic energy, so I did sothing risky, allowing it to push almost all the way to the ground, but then just using my legs to push forward, so the seer speed would bring back up through the air pressure.
It worked, so I barely lost any speed. Sevva scread again, moving his hands in the air, trying to get with the pudao again, but he was too slow, and I managed to leap forward and reach him, to deliver a powerful punch with my left hand, which in the last second got almost blocked.
The blood sprayed from the Calludin nostrils and eyes as he pressured again with his powers to block my fist, but he was just too slow, and I managed to land it. It wasn't near as powerful as I wanted it to be, but enough to deal so damage.
I landed heavily, noticing my pudao flying by spinning awkwardly, and ending up hitting the ground, as Sevva barely managed to keep himself from landing on the sand. He was panting heavily, and the tumors on his head were pulsating in quite short intervals.
Just one glance was enough for to see that he was out. All his strength was put into just holding himself up. His shoulders were hunched over, and even his head seed too heavy to be held properly by the thin neck.
Normally I would go for the kill without even second-guessing myself, but since I knew about the strange connection they had among themselves, and the fact that I was currently too weak to protect myself made just rush forward and take him out with one strong slap to the face.
He landed on the sand knocked out.
The arena exploded with a deafening cacophony of screams, which quickly changed into a mix of weird attempts at pronouncing my na.
- Pi-pa! Pi-ta! Fi-fa!
And many, many more.
The barrier surrounding the sandpit was dropped. I imdiately glanced around to see what the hell was happening, and I noticed my pudao stick in the sand with my hand still grasping it tightly.
Then a few things happened simultaneously. Druoag landed heavily next to , as the dical teams were rushing through tunnels to provide help, with the crowd of aliens still going on with their chant.
- Are you fine?! - he asked, with the headset still on, so his words were actually translated.
- Yeah. I'm fine! - I replied, but I could feel my legs giving up on .
He imdiately gently, grabbed my waist, to support .
- My hand - I managed to add, and point towards the energy blade stuck in the sand, just as the bunch of aliens from the dical team surrounded us.
I have no idea if Druoag heard in this overwhelming noise, since I didn't raise my voice like previously, or he just noticed where I was pointing, but he gently moved into the doctors' hands and went straight to grab my limb. For him, it wasn't a problem to finally separate it from the weapon.
The aliens injected with sothing, and I felt imdiate relief from pain. As they tried to communicate despite the ongoing chanting from the stands, my arm was delivered to them, and they imdiately started a process of attaching it back. They cleaned up the wounds using so spray, and a bunch of tiny robots which looked like a gell at the first second I saw it, but when it started moving and spreading on its own on my hand, I knew it was much more.
- Relax, Peter - said Druoag. - The nanobots will take care of reattaching your hand perfectly to your body. You don't have to worry about losing it.
My trainer alleviated the last bit of doubt I had about the substance. Then I just closed my eyes, as they used so tools to sew back together, and also put so kind of fra on to support the hand. Then I was moved on the stretcher and taken out of the sandpit.
The chanting from the stand didn't stop for a second. So of the aliens even tried to touch as I was taken out of the arena. So really were going crazy, but undoubtedly they didn't give a shit about how I felt, or what was going to happen to next.
I ended up briefly in the waiting room, where they injected with another drug, and I passed out.
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