Even though he was on the verge of collapse already, Levin still didn't want to close his eyes. No, no matter how hurt his body was, he still forced himself to stay conscious, especially since this was probably going to be the last moment in his second life. He could also see that Tenzin was desperate to come at his direction, yet he was too far, and the collision with the flying tree before was still affecting his speed.
"Ha! As if that is the truth!" The illusionist suddenly snorted inside his head. "I call that a cap! He hadn't done anything excessive earlier, and you are the only one who attacked the dragon seriously! How could he suddenly get tired and sluggish when it is time to save you? I told you before, you couldn't trust anyone else in this game!"
