"You're seeking death!" The man, with half his face smeared red by the blood trickling from his forehead, twisted his face in anger, the scarlet in his eyes becoming increasingly distinct. Behind him, his clothing scarcely concealed a swelling bulge as though something was about to burst through.
Bang!
Still gripping his hair, Muria showed no mercy as he smashed the man's head against the wall again with slightly increased force, causing half of the man's head to become embedded in it.
A small dent formed in the solid wall, and the man's skull began to warp and twist, one of his eyes appearing almost ready to pop out. With such a heavy blow to the head, the man was now dazed, and the bulging in his clothing ceased.
Witnessing this scene, Muria glanced around before dragging the man into a more concealed, dim corner. Moments later, the immaculate Muria emerged, continuing to search for his next target.
