"Eh, boss?" Kenji pressed on after Zeras closed his eyes and remained silent, his left hand holding his right arm tightly, with strange veins all over his face.
"Huuuuuu." A loud exhale resounded as a dark steam rose out of Zeras's arm, dispersing into the wind.
His right arm dropped limply behind him, causing him to collapse onto the sofa from exhaustion.
"She rendered my arm useless even though I was the one attacking. And she passed death energy into it, something that would have reduced my hand to dust if I had not had three minutes to wipe it off. It's no doubt she can wipe me out for sure.
And I can sense those remaining two not being any less strong than her, with that red oldie being no doubt stronger than them."
