Locrias had saved as many of his fellow soldiers as he could before helping Solus.
Now that Lith was too busy facing the Black Dragon to share any more mana, Locrias could feel his energy slipping away with each exchange and regretted not having taken care of the enemy leader sooner.
Even as a soldier, Quaron had ranked higher than Locrias did back in his prime and now that he was a Harbinger, the Ranger had become stronger than a regular Awakened human.
'The bastard is stronger and faster than I ever was.' Locrias thought. 'If not for my new inhuman body, he would have already turned me into mincemeat. To make matters worse, Quaron keeps spitting those odd flames.
'Every time they even graze me, I can feel my consciousness fading. I need help!'
