The Battle for Silverpeak (3)

'Sh*t, if this keeps up then i will really be killed!' Antalus cursed under his breath as he parried and attacked, stumbling ever so slightly upon contact.

'I need to get away! There has to be a way.' Antalus had no intent on fighting any longer. Galen already had him up in his ropes and pushed him to his brink, but the more threatening situation would be if Ingvar decided to join in on their battle. 

If he or any of the other Squires were in extreme danger, and based on the two men's history, it was likely that Ingvar would head straight for Antalus once his energy was recovered.

Being put under pressure and trying to resist it takes an immense toll on one's strength, mentally and physically. If the person resists and uses their aura, then it would lighten the load, but their consumption is frightening.

That was the only reason Ingvar had yet to join any battle, but if he did, then it would mean that their battle would turn in the defenders' favor.