Asura's laughter echoed throughout the battle, causing many to look their way. He didn't seem to have any issues or treat Alistair especially. Rather, it felt h as waiting for someone else, causing the deformed Alistair's face to become distorted in anger.
"How dare you! This is all because of you! YOU ARE THE ONE WHO TURNED ME INTO THIS MONSTER!" Alistair howled furiously while his body shuddered with his muscles swelling at an even higher rate.
He dashed at Asura, intending to rip the man to shreds, yet his fists found nothing but empty air and were left striking nothing.
Bang! Bang!
Before the dust could settle, Alistair found three strikes hitting his face and chest, and the black spear of Asura penetrated his right leg. To Asura's annoyance, Alistair's deformed muscles regenerated around the blade, making it impossible to pull out. Asura stepped back, holding his father's gifted black sword.
