“I thought I would find you getting beaten black and blue, but you just punched a hole in the town instead.”
“I still need to work on my power control, so Master told me not to use this skill yet. But just like you saw it, that area of the town was blown away. I just hope that those GMs won’t come at me though.”
He said, scratching his face out of embarrassment. And that made Maysa laugh amusedly.
“Anyway, how did you survive without a scratch like this? ...Even though it was your own attack, there must be some effect on the user anyway. But you don’t seem to be wounded at all.”
“Well, I was beaten black and blue just like you said actually.” Wisana forced a wry smile out.
“Huh?”
“I was in a coma after the fight. My HP was less than a hundred, because of, like you said, the collateral damage from my own ultimate skill. This skill also sucked all my MP out of the bar. So, I got knocked out eventually.”