The power Hiroshi possessed just a few minutes ago was so immense that he could have been one of the strongest people in the world, but right now, that power had almost left his body.
There was still some dying ember left of that power which maybe could be used for one last attack as Kenji came hard toward Hiroshi, his sword ready to cut him up. If Hiroshi wanted, he could have defended himself against that attack, but that would have taken that last ember of power from his body too. And his plan—if it could even be called a plan—would not work. It depended far too much on luck.
Hiroshi remembered the place they had found once when they were trapped. The pool, to be specific; the pool which held the hidden portal. Hiroshi needed to find that place. It was the only way for him to survive.
