{Sigh, FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!}
{FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!} Cynrik continually swore in the mind link as he struggled just to keep himself standing. In the corner of his vision, he could see the notification from Myer's previous attack.
-You have taken 300 points of damage-
-Current HP, 350/650-
{One fucking attack nuked half my HP, and he wasn't even a Tier-2 yet. Now…} Cynrik's voice trailed off as he tried to force down the blood that was pooling into his mouth from somewhere in his body. That single attack had fractured both his arms and done internal damage.
Brance was abnormally calm as he silently threw a Minor Heal at Cynrik's back.
-You have been healed for 250 HP-
-Current HP 600/650-
Although the minor heal couldn't immediately fix the internal injuries and fractures Cynrik had suffered, it acted as a pain-killer and temporarily alleviated the intense pain he was feeling.