"Damn it, this guy is definitely descending to some extent, but he's playing possum!"
Colin realized this the instant he was attacked.
Unfortunately, it was too late. Accompanied by this distraction, his right hand, which contained multiple forces, hadn't even thrown a punch before it exploded like a misfired gun, turning into too many chunks of flesh to count.
His entire body shook, and he fell backward once again.
It was at this time that a gaze from a higher place seemed to arrive, accompanied by a message.
"Forsake the bonfire's error, become my disciple, and you shall be reborn."
'Please, can't you come up with a new line...'
As these thoughts flickered through Colin's mind, he glanced at his right arm, now reduced to a small piece of flesh, understanding that this explosion was mostly caused by the "King of Madness"'s power...
He still wasn't proficient in controlling its power.
