Chapter 3751
Friya bit Acala, sprayed him with liters of venom, and cut and burned him more times than she could count. Friya also learned never to let down her guard after an alleged deathblow, since Acala kept fighting after his heart or head was pierced.

He stopped only if decapitated.

“Can I give you one piece of unsolicited advice?” He asked while Friya and Nalrond devoured a hearty meal to make up for the nutrients lost after healing the many wounds they had suffered during their respective spars.

“Sure. Shoot.” Friya nodded, and her newfound familiarity with Nalrond’s nemesis irked the Agni to no end.

“I noticed that even with light fusion and healing spells, you get slower with each wound you suffer.” Acala pointed out.

“It’s normal.” Friya shrugged. “We are not using armor, and every cut you inflict on me goes deep. Normal people need nutrients to recover. We don’t have white crystals that conveniently replace the bits we lose.”

“But you’re not normal people.” Acala replied. “You have seven necks and, more importantly, seven mouths. Why don’t you wear a dimensional ring filled with nutrient potions on one of your serpentine necks?