It would be even stranger if Lucius walked away from such an attack unscathed.
But although Lucius was still combat ready thanks to [Ultimate Fire Resistance], the crowd of spectators didn't know this.
And from the distance they were watching, these scalds may as well be third degree burns. In their opinion, Lucius was already half-dead and such a half dead man just stood up. With each passing second, he was starting to look less like human and more like an undead zombie.
More than admiration, something about such freakish resilience was enough to put fear into the hearts of even the third years.
Veronica the entire time watched and saw Lucius's desperate appearance.
If before it felt like her heart was bleeding, now it felt like it was being torn apart!
'Stop.'
'Please, just stop.'
She didn't care anymore.
She didn't care about her family's reputation or about her pride or even Lucius's promise
