The army has come in contact with Teren as he completely smashed Kenavie's head like it was watermelon, her brain matter spread into the floor.
Kenavie's clone besides Gulethra fell onto her knees as she held her throbbing head. Nerves were popping out on her reddened face. She looked at Teren with pure malice.
Bam*
Teren punched out, sending five men onto the ground as more came in all at once.
"This is useless…"
Million yawned as he sat on one of the chairs. He's quite aware that these grunts would just take out a percent of Teren's power away.
"Kenavie" Gulethra called out. Of course, he's not going to stand there and watch his men die. It would be costly to replace them all!
"Tsk! Right!"
Kenavie stood up. They wouldn't rely on these grunts to weaken the Devil Himself alone.
'Try to figure how where my clones will attack in this chaos!'
