"Holy shit? It's still alive?" Satoru Gojo's pupils contracted slightly, a rare look of surprise crossing his face.
"Perfect. Let Geto absorb it." Qingxiao panted nearby, barely able to stay on his feet.
Both instinctively turned to look at Qingxiao in the center of the battlefield.
Qingxiao looked utterly battered. His uniform was torn and scorched in several places, scrapes and bloody marks of varying depths covered his shoulder blades, sides, and arms, and the wounds on his palms would not stop bleeding.
His broken ribs caused a constant, dull ache. The slightest exertion aggravated his internal bleeding, even breathing brought intense pain, and dust and tiny bloodstains covered his body.
Yet his back remained perfectly straight, without the slightest bend.
Several bones in his chest were broken, the internal bleeding left him feeling stifled, and even the smallest movement brought piercing pain.
But a win was a win. Battered as he was, he could not lose his imposing air.
Qingxiao forcibly suppressed the metallic sweetness surging in his chest and all the bone-deep pain.
Meeting their gazes, Qingxiao raised his hand and leisurely brushed the dust off his shoulder, then casually ran his fingertips through his disheveled bangs, smoothing his somewhat bedraggled hair into place.
"Nothing to it."
"I'm just a little tired. I'll rest for a bit." With that, Qingxiao leaned against the rubble.
"Qingxiao!"
Two cries rang out at once.
Satoru Gojo's and Suguru Geto's expressions changed abruptly. They hurried forward and firmly supported him on either side as he swayed on his feet.
At that moment, Rainbow Dragon's enormous body lay at the edge of the battlefield, barely alive.
But Suguru Geto did not spare a glance in that direction. Compared with the precious Special Grade Cursed Spirit, his gravely injured companion beside him took absolute