Ken found himself trapped in the bewildering chaos unfolding before his eyes. To him, the figure standing in front of him seemed far removed from humanity, a merciless specter reveling in sadistic pleasure. Klaus, with an air of unrelenting cruelty, derived delight from the torment he inflicted upon them.
"Didn't you hear me?" Klaus's frigid voice reverberated in Ken's ears, causing his legs to quake even more. Cold sweat trickled down his spine, a futile response to the newfound vitality bestowed upon him by Klaus's malevolent healing spell. Ken recognized the futility of resistance; even attempting to flee proved impossible, as Klaus could effortlessly teleport beside him, ready to administer another beating.
