Sagiri staggered back but caught himself before he could fall. He tried to walk again, but he staggered and fell to one knee. The archive had exhausted him, but that was not the reason he was coughing up blood. The archive must have failed to completely protect him because his ribs had been crushed a little by the mountain of rocks he was buried under, and the broken ribs were piercing his lungs.
He could have been halfway through healing, but the archive had exhausted him. He had gone all out, even harder than when he had killed the muddy water scorpion. The damned twins had fought back even harder and prepared a trap to bury him alive.
Nokai retracted, having finished its work, and with its killing intent fading, together with his strength, its purpose had come to an end. Sagiri pushed back his mask and coughed another mouthful of blood before he pushed his body a little against the wall of the cave and allowed himself to fall, finally.
