"A concept cannot heal, Amelio," said Arthur with a smile as he readied his weapon. "As long as I feed the conceptualized sharpness inside your body, it will not cease to exist."
This was an attack on a different plane of existence. Even the fallen god could not fight against a concept. This was the real power of the creator, who could treat everything as a resource as long it existed.
"How impertinent of a kid to treat me this way?" glared Amelio as he touched his back and watched the blood on his hands, as if amazed that he was still capable of such a human feat. "However, you must keep feeding this with mana, and it cannot be easy."
"I was wondering what that attack is, as it seems different from Intent," said Ilia Perli while glancing at the white strands that formed the dagger. "It seems that it's something far stronger."