I’m at My Limit

Warlock Ch 169. I'm at My Limit

Damian's legs gave out, his body collapsing to the floor in a heap. His breath came in ragged gasps, his chest heaving as if he'd just run through hell barefoot. Sweat dripped from his forehead, soaking through his clothes until they clung to his skin like a second, uncomfortable layer. He felt like he'd just drowned in his own effort. His muscles screamed in protest, and even lifting a finger felt like a monumental task.

His summons were gone, their forms dissipated into wisps of magical energy after being pushed to their limits. The training hall was eerily silent now. The monsters he'd defeated were gone too, their forms returned to whatever plane they'd been summoned from.