When Ryan Whitemane's headaches ceased, a mental clarity reigned in his body. With a simple glance toward the duel, he could see different quick possibilities of futures that could happen. But it was clear to him that the Ettrian elf would win that confrontation.
The berserker energy force had already been depleted, because of the use of hate and negative feelings as energy catalysts, Max still had a little mana left. Running towards the elf, the warrior threw several punches that took the elf out of his comfort zone. Having to run away with quick steps while using his staff to fire off quick Light attacks.
When Ettrian managed to maintain a distance of at least ten meters, with one very quick movement, he pulled out the book that was at his waist and channeled a simple attack. He concentrated all the remaining mana and energy he possessed and fired a single light punch towards Max's chin.