80 A Whirlpool of Pain

"Haa...haaa...haaa."

The sound of a person breathing could be heard coming from a certain part of the large forest, somewhat away from the lake.

Leaning his back against a tree, Jay was currently resting, clutching the center of his chest as he breathed heavily, the side effects of having used his trump card were still present in his lungs.

Gone from his face was the lingering trace of frostbite he'd had only minutes ago, this thanks to the mage taking advantage as he was being carried to absorb the icy mana.

"Hm, looks like even someone as energetic as you can get tired huh..." Said the mage somewhat surprised, watching Jay from the ground.

Because Jay was in a hurry to rest, he simply set him down on a part of the ground that looked somewhat more comfortable than the entire surroundings.