“How dare you to attempt to run?”

Ambrose picked up the Tyrant Hammer and wanted to continue chasing after them but suddenly trembled and spat a mouthful of blood out. He then slumped and knelt on the beach.

His previous injuries had not healed yet. After another intense battle, Ambrose was thoroughly exhausted with his energy completely drained.

“Brother!”

Eira quickly came over upon seeing the situation and helped Ambrose up before concernedly asked, “Are you alright? Are you ok?”

Ambrose