Jirin breathes in deeply, rising from the ground, his entire body screaming in immense pain as the thorns from the golden chains burrow their way further and further into his bones, he starts to breathe faster and then stops and winces with anticipation, 'This is going to hurt...'
Jirin, using his gloves, cuts the chains, removing the connection between him and Marcus. Then, without wasting a single moment, Jirin grabs the end of the chains hanging from his arms and pulls with all of his might, roaring in unimaginable pain as he tears them out, "AAAGHHHHHHH!!!"
barely able to feel his hands at all, Jirin drops the bloody chains, and his arms droop to the side. Rolia looks over, shocked, "Jirin, are you insane?! A stunt like that could've killed you!"
