Dragovich immediately roared, pushing his power to the limit. On the edge of death, he found that his body was bursting to the seams with power he had never experienced before.
The Zilch Berserker was overdrawing his life force and potential in order to overcome this crisis, but such things would not be enough to keep him from death against this particular foe.
Gunner's fist still struck his jaw, blasting the lower half of his head off as Dragovich staggered back. The retaliation and defense he had prepared crumbled, as his red aura dissipated into nothingness upon his death.
He simply fell lifelessly to the side, his body crumpling like a folded omelette. Gunner gazed at the body and calmly stretched his hand out, dragging the fleeing Illisun Horus over into his grip.
"No, wait, please! Do not kill me! I have never shown direct hostility to you, physically or verbally! Besides, someone needs to relay your message to the council, right?"
