There is still the rest of the dungeon for us to complete, but you'll excuse me if I rest for the moment. The fake Kojirou was right, without the support of the dungeon itself, I was bound to run out of energy.

[ It was a long and hard battle, exhausting not just physically but mentally for the swordsman. Going at full tilt the entire time, attempting to anticipate himself and figuring out how to counter his own moves. And more than anything, there was something deeply unsettling about striking down something with his own face and voice.

And yet, Kojirou refuses to admit that much. All he can say is that he is short on mana. ]