Liam felt incredibly dizzy, but conscious nonetheless.
Pieces of him broke as he smashed from one spot to the next, and his skin changed into several shades of purple, covered with a coating of blood.
He crashed against Krel, who managed to grab him midair before Liam bluntly collided with the wall.
Krel grabbed at the octopus at first. His hand almost slipped with the slimy surface of the octopus' skin, but he strengthened his grip and pulled Liam back.
Sqwelsh.
Liam's back fell on the stone floor, landing on the jelly-like octopus.
His breath was ragged, his limbs quivered uncontrollably, and his clothes were shredded to pieces.
He had pushed himself to the brink with his usage of chaos, and its backlash made him hurl in pain.
As he advanced to the upper-tier of the third Rank, Liam's Ashura form had also gotten stronger.
Naturally, so would its backlash when he used it for too long and too heavily.
