My entire right leg felt unbearably heavy as if it didn't belong to me. Something seemed to be rising and surging inside incessantly, and it felt slimy.
"Aumo."
Using the Breath of Aumo, Kamiyagawa controlled the rhythmic movements of his body's muscles and fascia, then he swung his knife and precisely slit open his pant leg.
Only then did he see that his right calf had swollen and deformed, with a strange fluid substance constantly moving back and forth underneath the skin.
From the pores, a thick yellow grease was continuously secreted outward.
Sticky and disgusting.
It clung to his leg, and even the pouring rain had a hard time washing this grease off.
Clearly, Lord Hemitrygon possessed a peculiar ability to manipulate fatty substances.
"Hannya, open the mask."
Kamiyagawa took out the Elixir of Life Purple Gold Frost.
The abnormal status inflicted by Lord Hemitrygon was too bizarre; his own body evidently couldn't cope with it.
