I looked at the three dolls standing firm before me. Karina was panting, her small face pale and her breath shallow. Her mana was running dangerously low. My forehead was drenched in sweat, not from the heat—but from how troublesome this battle had become.
Still, I knew the tide was turning. Once I exhausted her mana, she would ultimately lose. But to do that, I had to defeat her dolls over and over again. Each time they fell, she brought them back. I'd counted at least 11 revivals by now. She could bring them back 15 times total. That was… extremely impressive.
Karina, despite her fatigue, gave me a proud, admiring look. "Hmm~ Father is really strong," she said between pants, her tone laced with innocent flattery.
I chuckled, patting her head. "Hmm~ You flatter me too much," I replied, then gently squeezed her cheeks, making her giggle.
"So, wanna eat together?" I asked with a soft, sweet tone, trying to shift the mood.
Her tired eyes lit up instantly. "Yes!" she said happily.
