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Amon's eyes widened as he felt his facial muscles twitch again.
His breathing quickened as the guards' hands reached out.
Their cold bloody fingers brushed against his cheek as his heart hammered against his chest.
His vision blurred and morphed into white.
His face pulled up into…
A smile.
The control on Amon's body was almost gone before suddenly he stomped his feet on the ground.
Crystals erupted from his feet as they pierced through the faces of the guards, tearing off their smiles.
Control finally returned to his body as he collapsed on the ground.
He panted heavily for breath as his body trembled.
His clothes were drenched in sweat.
He looked up and saw the two bloodied, torn up bodies.
His eyes widened.
The guards…
He had just killed them.
B-but-but wasn't it an illusion?
He choked on his breath as reality hit him hard.
He had just killed them without a reason.
