The wheel of time spun ceaselessly.
Night shifted to morning, painting the sky orange. Yet the battlefield remained stagnant.
Demonmir and Eliza were still battling against each other. They had both emptied their mana reserves long back. It was only their Elemental Attainments and intent-based magic that allowed them to keep the battle going.
However, they both were mentally and spiritually fatigued at this point. They did not have time to deal with anything else.
Demonmir had been fighting Eliza longer, even before he was forcefully summoned by Eren to appear on the battlefield. He had been fighting Eliza's illusory form for so long that it blurred the line between what was real and what was imaginary for him.
He still thought that he was trapped in an illusion, fighting a fight that seemed to have no end.
