Bia's eyes flickered with panic as she listened to Kyle's laughter. She tried her best to reach out to him, hoping to make him snap out of his sudden outburst, but it was as if he could no longer hear her. Or perhaps he simply didn't want to anymore.
The air quivered, and in the next moment, under everyone's widening eyes, despite the immense pressure bearing down on him, Kyle forced his body to move.
Blood trickled from his mouth and every inch of his skin, yet he bore the strain. After all, this degree of pain was nothing.
A wide smirk played on his lips as he felt the pressure on his body increase further. It was fortunate that his physique was at the supreme rank; otherwise, he would have already been crushed under the weight.
Damien's eyes darkened at his smile. An unsettling premonition surged within his heart, and without hesitation, he used his power and clenched his fist tightly.
