Before the green smoke combusted, here is what happened.
The body of Mike the bastard, after having its head smashed, still kept wriggling; it was weird but I didn't pay much attention to it. The moment I feel the slight raise in temperature, I looked down and found the body vaporizing.
At that moment, I realized that the body was not Mike's real body but part of his Skill. A second after the realization hit me, the smoke covering the area combusted.
Fire filled my vision and it hasn't settled down yet. As brilliant as the Skill goes, obviously, it does nothing to me other than irking me.
I always prepare a layer of Mana to protect my body in case I receive an unexpected attack. It was not the one who saved my life this time, though; it was the petals from [Senbonzakura] that are surrounding me.
