[ It's difficult to get back into the swing of things - quite literally - when he can feel himself getting weaker, as if something is being drawn out of him from the inside out. It's not the same empty feeling as losing his core completely, but he feels almost sick with it.
It can't be the same, it can't be like Wen Zhuliu again, but the fear he feels is almost enough to overwhelm him in the middle of the battlefield.
At least something catches his attention and he breathes out sharply, glancing over. The lightning is familiar - but not as comforting as it might be. ]
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It can't be the same, it can't be like Wen Zhuliu again, but the fear he feels is almost enough to overwhelm him in the middle of the battlefield.
At least something catches his attention and he breathes out sharply, glancing over. The lightning is familiar - but not as comforting as it might be. ]
They're doing something to my strength.