Friendly Wager

As Niflheim was knocked away and his feet left the ground, he swiftly activated Break Restraints to free himself from the crowd control. He adjusted his body and landed somewhat roughly several meters away from where Tal'Nis stood.

The next moment, the blue flames on Niflheim's arm started to grow increasingly unstable and out of control. As a result, Niflheim was forced to cancel the assimilated shield as it returned to its original form.

"Even after blocking and using one of my lifesaving skills, I still took that many hits?" Niflheim said to himself as he stared at the large scar on the platform created by Tal'Nis' latest attack.

The sturdy platform had been cleanly sliced in two!

"Looks like my time's up." Niflheim thought to himself. He could not help but release a small sigh of frustration.