Self-healing thaid (4)

Erik steadied his breathing as understanding washed over him.

The Hevadrin's power sustained its injuries, not its life essence.

As long as mana still flowed within it, the creature would continue regenerating, but not the blood.

If that ended, there was nothing the Hevadrin could do.

The creature rose, eyeing Erik with pure hatred. It had regained its footing but moved sluggishly, losing blood had taken its toll on it.

But the sluggishness and tiredness weren't enough to stop the creature from killing Erik.

When it charged again, Erik held his ground, waiting until the last moment to dodge.

The flyssa parted fur and flesh along its flank as it passed.

Scarlet spray followed, soaking the earth deeper.

The Hevadrin staggered in its steps but came at him once more, driven by primal instincts while its wounds healed.