As Andrew gather blood around him, his heart was thumping. His body was visibly shaking and was only hidden by said blood surrounding him.
Having just clawed way back from death, His body felt like lead and his mana was nearing its limits. Having to use such an intricate technique on the brink of death drained him in every way possible.
His mouth tasted of iron, no doubt he had coughed up blood during that exchange.
Logan began walking closer, marveling at what he was witnessing. "I don't know a lick about what's going on, but I congratulate you for it."
Looking down, he sees his blades are near Andrew and his heart beats a bit faster than it already was. Of all things, he never assumed someone like himself would be getting fight or flight.
he already had a bunch of ice shards in multiple different parts of his body.
As the blood sloshed towards him
he was five years younger, not a thought of tomorrow in his mind as he cooled of in the lake nearby.
