"No wonder you know something about this energy. That beast soul inside you should be quite ancient"
In the sky, shrouded inside the faint greyish black miasma, the general laughed when he saw the action of the princess. The next second he extended his hands which had become completely lifeless and grey due to the greyish black miasma and marvelled at its power.
At this moment, his hands looked dull and dead, just like a corpse. Furthermore, there were criss crossing cracks running through his hand and it seemed like his hands would crumble apart any second. Neverhtless, the vast amount of energy contained within it, said otherwise.
"[Hands of Ruin]"
The general slowly muttered under his breath. His face was extremely pale, veins bulged around his forehead and perspiration covered his body. His aura had also dropped visibly.
