Talisa looked at Darius who was having a hard time channeling his energy to Michael. That reddish glow was far from enough to magically increase Michael's blood.
"Sir, his heart rate is weak," said one of his servants.
"Damn it! Wake up you bastard!" cursed Darius.
He then exerted even greater strength. Talisa saw Darius sweating and he had never seen Darius like this. Talisa can feel, Darius's power is almost exhausted.
Darius! You can die!" Talisa exclaimed.
Talisa knows what will happen to someone who runs out of power, they will die. That person's core strength will be drained and it will cause their lives to be lost. The strength of the traumatized people is their life. Nothing can replace their strength. Talisa understood that now after feeling her power was almost completely sucked away by the magicians.
