Mani did not retreat.
Every step with the pained intentions of execution.
His eyes released red aura so bloody it looked to the rest of the world as if his eyes were bleeding.
The veins on his skin were visible like the roots of a tree showing above ground.
They were all red, like he had a deadly, incurable disease.
He took his steps neither too fast nor too slow.
Every step he took was a defining one.
It was obvious that he only had this squad leader as his objective.
This man before him that was now panicking and attacking over and over again with his spiritual energy totem.
However, at the end of the day, it was of no use.
It was not that his attacks were useless. It was just that Mani rendered them useless.
No matter the cut or break, this included one time when he outrightly removed Mani's head with an attack.
It all healed back, mending before the eyes of everyone watching.
