"Sigh..."
Berkah, hovering above the ocean, let out a sigh as he glanced at his bare palm, as if he were looking to an oracle for answers.
[I didn't want to do this in battle yet because of the side effects...]
[But on the other hand, the longer I fight that pretty boy, the more I risk dying from these radiation symptoms...]
"Fuck..."
"How will I survive the four remaining Judgments at this rate?"
Berkah pinched his eyebrows, a wave of anxiety drenching his feathered spine.
"Fuuu... I hope those two can figure something out."
He glanced behind him, at the island where he left his two clones.
[Alright... I've wasted enough time.]
Berkah clenched his palm and formed a fist, flooding his Mana Veins with stupendous amounts of Mana, breaking his limiters and opening his floodgates.
UWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONG!!
