Seth’s breathing started to slow until he began to breathe normally. The three heads of the hydra roared in unison. Their roar sounded like a leather object being scrapped against a stringed instrument.  However, that’s all they did because the three heads seemed to melt back into nothing but water as they fell back into the pond creating a small mist of rain. Seth stood in the middle of the pond. It seemed he refused to give up, but on closer inspection the battle had finally taken its toll on him. His eyes had glossed over as the combination of pain, fatigue, and amount of chakra he had exhausted caused him to fall unconscious. However, His body was still on its feet like his pride kept his body from falling. Even though he was unconscious, it was like his body was a different entity that wouldn’t go down, but in this state. Seth was nothing more than an unmoving target.