[The fuck?!]
Berkah cried inwardly, as Atticus's Dark Mana stung his skin, he felt as though he was stabbed by dozens of needles all over his being.
"Kugh!"
Berkah exerted his strength and attempted to escape Atticus's grip on his ankle, but it was futile.
*crack!*
Atticus increased the strength of his grip, effectively fracturing Berkha's fibula.
"Urgh! Let go, you bastard!"
*BZZT!*,*THUD!*
Berkah cried out in pain and sunk his right fist on Atticus's face.
"HAHAHA!!"
Atticus was unaffected and immediately stood to his feet, his right hand still tightly wrapped around Berkah's ankle.
*BZZZT!*,*THUD!*,*BANG!*
Berkah unleashed a flurry of lighting imbued fists and elbows on Atticus's being, desperately trying to break free from his grasp.
"Come on, Come on, Come on!!!"
"You can do better!!"
Atticus exclaimed maniacally, his eye, albeit dark, bloodshot like that of a rabid wolf.
