"See? This is the fascinating state I was talking about."
The Doctor's lips curved into an intrigued smile as he spoke slowly.
In Uzi's mind,
he was locked in a life-or-death duel with Chu He.
He believed his own ferocity and power had already given him the upper hand.
Every one of his movements was filled with power and aggression.
His eyes blazed with a manic, fervent lust for battle,
determined to utterly crush Chu He and annihilate him.
However, in the eyes of Florian and the Doctor,
the scene playing out was utterly absurd.
Uzi was indeed fighting with all his might,
but it was as if some invisible, mysterious force was controlling him, making him charge straight up into the sky.
High in the vast, boundless sky, he fought like a madman who had lost all reason,
wildly and erratically unleashing the energy within him. The wind from his fists howled,
but they struck nothing but empty air.
Yet he was completely oblivious, still lost in his own combat delusion.
