When the old hermit managed to regain his footing, he panted heavily, his face as pale as a sheet, and his hands trembled uncontrollably.

"I’ve reached my limit. If I continue fighting, I’ll surely die. If I flee now, I have a good chance of surviving. But if I flee, the Blood Bane Energy will wreak havoc on Exasword… Maybe even all of Aethersphere! Even though sacrificing my life won't resolve this catastrophe, I can at least buy some time..." he murmured.

Although the battle was taking place