Charge!
It was still that incomplete and unmastered version of charge.
Although Jason could only initiate it without retracting, at this moment, he couldn't care less about those details—he needed to leave Ash Street as quickly as possible.
Thud thud thud!
In the midst of his boots stomping violently against the ground, Jason's body carried a whirlwind, almost instantly arriving at the street corner.
But at that time, the being that was either manipulating or perhaps playing the melody finally came to its senses.
Anger!
It was the kind of fury that comes from being played for a fool and then being violently embarrassed!
One could say it was a genuine, complete rage, which was why when the melody rose again, it was even higher than before.
In the midst of his charge, Jason felt his thoughts freeze again.
Just now, Jason had already experienced this once.
And when it happened again, he still had no room to resist.
Even worse, in fact.
