WOSHHH!!!
In an instant, the air turned heavy.
Al's eyes burned with a killing intent unlike anything ordinary—feral, ancient, and soaked in the weight of thousands of years of battle.
The stone walls around them began to crack.
Animals nearby scattered in panic, fleeing the area.
The gang leader who had been moving suddenly froze, halted mid-step under the pressure of that energy.
His body couldn't move at all. Cold sweat poured down his face, a surge of intense fear overtook him, and he just stood there, paralyzed. The pressure was strong—too strong.
"What… is this?" he muttered, bewildered, unable to comprehend what was happening. Only a massive, pitch-black figure seemed to appear in his vision, staring at Al.
His body wavered and…
BRUK.
He collapsed, unconscious, without anyone touching him.
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