Reeva stood in the snowy forest. Thinking of a way he could have survived this fight with everyone alive. He knew it was too unrealistic but he had to believe. Otherwise, something like that might not happened at all.
"What are you going to do then?"
They were already pushing the limits of the people here. The mystic power that they had injected into the people earlier was a one-time thing. Reeva injected the mystic power into their skin and did not let it seep in deeper.
He had to have significant control over mystic power which this demon body could afford. However, Their skin had already reached the limit of mystic power. If they received any more, the people here would end up turning into mindless joy demons. All of them would be far worse than Reeva since he still had some resemblance to himself when turning into a demon while The other did not have this luxury since they themself didn't possess the mystic power.
