Cain gulped in huge gasps of air frantically...
'Damn it...'
He clutched at his chest. The fire within it had begun to subside, and he could tell his life was no longer in danger of ending.
Still, that had been a rather terrifying experience. Most of the events leading to his previous deaths had been fairly instantaneous.
The feeling of being burned to death from the inside out was beyond traumatic.
He sighed, then slowly sat up.
Watching from a distance, Vincent couldn't help but plop down to the ground as well,
"This insane bastard... What the hell was that?"
Although he heard him, Cain chose not to reply. After all, he was just to tired to speak.
He frowned, 'A new passive skill?'
With his mind, he opened his status screen and scanned through the details.
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