There was no better way to explain what was going on here besides calling it for what it was;
Madness.
It was madness.
Eziel clearly felt it the most. His eyes were red, and his chest heaved up and down.
Vlad gritted his teeth, "Why won't he just fall, damn it?!"
They hands had gripped onto their blades for what felt like an eternity, so much so,they had lost all sensation in them.
Worse, their opponent was still standing.
It was unprecedented. It didn't make any sense.
"Eziel, this is clearly no ordinary human. He might be the champion of a Celestial or something..." The other Elf said, a fearful expression on his face.
Eziel snorted then spat,
"Bullshit!"
Then his eyes narrowed,
"His mana cannot be infinite. When he runs out, it will be his demise."
The High Elf burned with deep malice. How could a human be this strong?
Why?
How?
This was not how it was supposed to be.