But, once again, in just a moment that mysterious guy appeared once again. He didn't seem to be bothered in the slightest by the fragments in his feet.
Just that this time it wasn't only one, or two, this time there were 7 mysterious guys surrounding him. What the hell was happening here?
How could that guy have so many copies of himself?
How could he feel nothing after his two previous deaths?
Because that creep, that fu*ker still had that mocking tone while saying,
Mysterious guy:" Well, apparently one won't make the cut, then what about 7?"
Even though he had his right shoulder was smashed into pieces, the fact that he changed into his true form, and the adrenaline coming from his hate made it possible for him to use his right hand.
But now that he was starting to clear his head, and think of what was happening the pain coming from his hand was mind-breaking.
