Zeras had his mouth distorted as he spat out a mouthful of blood before being sent flying through the air at a terrifying speed.
He smashed and tumbled continuously...light grunt escaping his lips everytime he smashed his head against the ground with devastating force.
He grunted continuously before he eventually came to a stop by dragging his legs across the ground as he moved backward for a couple of seconds before he eventually came to a stop.
Staring into the distance...he had a wide grin on his face.
At least...he still managed to land a devastating punch on one of them.
And the result could be expected...though he wasn't really happy that he didn't actually manage to kill the cursed corpse in one single hit.
The cursed corpse was thrown a couple of feet away with his mouth slightly bent to the left hand side...as he coughed out a mouthful of blood.
