"Ow!"
Darius let out as the water spirit mage force-fed him some type of healing liquid since he had basically damaged his throat in that last attack.
He was now back in the preparation room, and tending to him was one of the healers of the festival.
And she just turned out to be the third year, Aqua.
"What sort of idiot goes all out in their first match?" She said in annoyance.
Though now that she thought about it, this wasn't the first time he had done something like this.
Even back in the dungeon, he was the first to disregard any type of plan they made and rush into a horde, only to return, needing healing.
"I couldn't help it," Darius answered, "it would've lost otherwise. "
And he was right.
"Besides, didn't you see that cool powerup?"
"Yeah, the same power up that caused you to almost permanently lose your voice," Aqua retorted, feeling as if she were dealing with some type of child who had just discovered a new toy.
