You Fell for It

"Whew... hah..."

Mordred panted violently, regulating his ragged breathing and swiftly returning it to its original rhythm. At the same time, he accelerated the recovery of the stamina and mana consumed by his recent attack.

In this mode, it puts an enormous burden on the body, like anaerobic exercise. In the worst case, it can even shorten one's lifespan. This was a trump card reserved for deciding the battle as quickly as possible.

Even during the expedition to India, not even facing Vishnu's avatar had forced Mordred to this point.

Today was still the first time he had used his trump card.

After all, his opponent was his father. He was worth going this far for...