The opponent hadn't moved since the fight started, he casually watched as the Plague creatures fought the Dancers. Hugo wasn't placed in a good position, his eyes were constantly rested on the large man. Looking away from him for too long would cause his eyes to ache.
And it seemed like the large man didn't intend to let him go easy. He stared back at Hugo, boring daggers into his immobile body and smirking as he did so.
"Bloody asshole," was all Hugo could mutter in protest.
If he were still in full control of his faculties, then the fight might as well be over by that time. A single-finger beam of Black Matter was all it would take for him to obliterate this man.
Sadly, it didn't look like that was happening today.
After a brief internal debate, he decided to withstand the sharp stabs of pain and looked towards the others.
'I've experienced more anyway,'
