Flecker
I'm a legume
PONG
After performing such an act to clear up the guards and bringing some dust as cover for the group, tiredness and pain started to reach his shoulder. His surge of adrenaline nullifying any weakness just disappeared like that, his magical energy both focused on treating his wound and performing various of attacks have taken a toll on his body. He has received warnings about overusing his magical energy by the physicians, saying that it'll decrease his concentration, weakening his heart and lowers his overall life expectancy.
"I should really check my heart rate"
He held his hand on the chest feeling the rapid heartbeat pounding, skipping a beat and sounds chaotic. The male's eyes started to spin, his hands shook terribly, the powerful legs that once he used to smash his opponents and kicked the guards started to weaken. With wobbly legs and limited eyesight he followed the noise of a yelling girl. This wasn't his original choice, but going back to the prison with an unsuccessful mission would only mean a death sentence. Joining the escapees just for this once should be a better choice.
"Oi wait for me!"
He shouted at their direction. With dust irritating his eyes, the legs slowly getting weaker and weaker he just limped right to them hoping one of them wouldn't recognize his face and thus would decide to pick him up.
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