With Fenton stiff on the ground, Taf then turned his attention to his next hurdle. His injuries meant there was no means he could try to run, and his qi was depleted. Standing as he was could be said to be a feat in its own way.
Since his feet were tired, why not take a seat? He calmly sat right on the back of Fenton's squashed corpse and rested the bloody hammer against his chin. This was an ominous view to those charging who slowed. When they saw him only one thing came to mind - This fellow was not only powerful but a true sadist nut. It wasn't enough he killed the supreme genius of the Nabu. He also sat on his corpse, which was truly messed up.
