Ryett hurriedly dodged their attacks. The bed sheet covering his lower body was burned in the process; he threw them away.
The sight of the scratch marks in his arms and neck further fuelled the two's attacks.
Boom-
The room was eventually destroyed by their scuffle.
"Darn it, Little Brat!"
"Let me take a break first." Ryett was panting from overusing his ability. A level 0 supernaturalist only has a meager energy reserve. After a few minutes, a wave of headaches came, indicating he was no longer able to sustain their attacks.
