To the outside world, not much time had passed.
But within the endlessly battling realm of the mind, it had already been an exceptionally long time.
At this moment, Faltershi, whose condition was extraordinarily exhausted because part of his Mind Will had been devoured and destroyed by the other side, looked at his opponent in the distance, who was likewise not faring well. Realizing that the opponent was even more troublesome than expected, he could not help but hesitate slightly.
He felt that...
If this continued.
Even the best outcome would only be a pyrrhic victory.
If luck was poor.
Being killed by the opponent in the process was not some unlikely possibility either.
The odds of victory were probably six to four.
Therefore.
Faced with the troublesome reality, he, who had originally intended to settle the matter once and for all, could not help but feel uneasy. He instinctively began weighing all the gains and losses and risks...
Unlike his opponent, who had been forcibly dragged in and, with someone outside guarding the Resonance Assimilation Ritual, found it difficult to break free.
As the one holding the initiative.
He only needed to send some information to Orsaga.
He could immediately dispel the current Resonance Assimilation Ritual and leave safely.
However, after this incident.
Having lost the prerequisite of the enemy being in the light while he remained in the shadows, and having exposed his presence, it would undoubtedly be difficult for him to seize absolute initiative again in the future.
He would even need to worry whether his opponent might seek an opportunity to make trouble for him.
Furthermore.
To ensure that the other side could not take the chance to flee.
He had paid a great price to enlist Orsaga's help...
In short, once he gave up this