Things turned out as he expected.

A few minutes later, the flames of the spirit energy on the deadly cleaver went out.

The spirit energy Wilbur used was retrieving inch by inch. It was apparent that his opponent could not handle the exhaustion of spirit energy.

'Here's my chance,' Robin thought.

He lurked in the dark and existed in the form of a shadow. He inched closer to his opponent through the trail of retrieving spirit energy.

He could make another fatal attack if he was close enough.

His opponent probably would not have enough spirit energy to fend for himself.

Wilbur was retrieving his spirit energy back into his body. He also retrieved his deadly cleaver.

no use in his Dark Domain. He was less than a

did not rush to

opponent had something up his sleeve. Wilbur was

launch an attack and retreat from the battle in a timely manner. Robin felt like his opponent would likely use any he had tricks up their sleeves

feet were facing the door of the hotel room

scared. Robin felt like

him, and the dark dagger

did not seem to notice. He cautiously walked towards the room, and Robin followed closely,

not how you

once again.

shadow that was darker than the darkness itself.

attack could not

was it impossible to defend against, but it also had a

opponent would lose the ability to fight back once struck, becoming completely at his mercy, a plaything in his hands. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ

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