In the moment his mouth was covered, Delinke struggled with all his might, but none of the escape techniques he remembered from memory were of any use.
The strength of that hand was simply too great.
Just pinching the sides of his face, the immense strength caused him to feel a sensation of suffocation amidst the pain.
"A trap!"
Delinke immediately realized it.
Although he didn't know how he had been exposed, in that moment he did not hesitate to activate the secret technique deeply branded into his soul.
A chilling breath began to diffuse.
The Delinke who was no different from an ordinary person transformed into something akin to a 'living corpse.'
He lost his reason.
He wanted to roar in rage.
He wanted to shred the person behind him.
And then...
Crack!
His neck was twisted and broken by Jason.
Delinke, slumped on the ground, was not dead; his limbs were still moving with loathing filling his eyes.
"Yi!"
A "Protection Against Evil" spell was cast on him.
