Draiss collapsed as the blade sputtered out, his power no longer flowing into it as he focused on healing.<em>Unsure if it would work this time. Glad to see you don't know me though. If it had been anything other than myself, I wouldn't have been able to hate it enough to do that. But you picked the one thing in this existence that I can't stand, and that was when and why you lost. However, I think this move will be officially discarded now. Hurt more than I thought it would.</em><br/><br/>He managed to pull out a healing potion, and poured it on the large, gaping hole in his chest, unable to swallow as his stomach, lung, and diaphragm had all been destroyed by the move. He waited a moment, knowing that even a god wouldn't have been able to use that move as successfully as he had, and only V'elen's improvements had let him get the move to finish rather than immediately killing him. He downed the rest of his potions once he had healed enough to swallow rather than keep puking blood, before forcing himself to stand and head to the chest, curious as to what it had in it. He flipped the lid, and then leaned against it, burnt out, and knowing that another run wasn't going to happen before the meeting. He had been down a day and a half, and would need at least a day to fully heal up.<br/><br/>Once he had his prize, he staggered down the steps, and then used the swing wing to get back to the surface, only heading down the steps to show he had beaten the final boss, and only the bonus bosses were left for him.