Sunny POV
A few minutes ago, at the wood house. The dark liquid has covered most of my lower part.
I ignored it for a moment and tried to change the shape of the pistol to a sword.
It took some time to change the shape. It was like bending a metallic bar and turning it into a circle with your bare hands.
After some time, I managed to change the shape. Next, I ordered the smoke to stay near me.
With all preparation done, I looked at my legs and took a deep breath, preparing my mind. I aimed the sword at a certain spot of my right leg and began to cut it. It slowly slid into my skin. I grit my teeth as I endured the excruciating pain.
Blood trickled down slowly before gushing out violently as the blade cut deeper to the flesh, hitting the bone.
As the sword hit the bone, I had a bit of trouble cutting it. The sword seemed too weak to cut a bone. Hence, without wasting time, I bite the sword with my teeth so I can use my other hand.
I grabbed my right leg with both of my hands and snapped the bone to two pieces. Blood spewed out everywhere. I groaned in pain and almost lost my consciousness.
I held the sword back and proceeded to cut it through the end.
As soon as I cut it, I felt half of my powers had returned. However, I still couldn't change my position with a clone. I thought of another way, aside from cutting my own leg, but it was fruitless. It appeared I had to cut it.
Then, I paused. Do I need to cut it? Can't I just? I thought to myself as I gained an idea.
With half of my power returned, I can manipulate smoke, but there is a limit on how powerful it is or what kind of shape it took.
Anything bigger than my head, or powerful than a shotgun was the limit, and I want to do exactly just that.
I changed the blade to a shotgun and pressed the barrel on my leg. I pressed the trigger and its pellets burst out together, creating a powerful impact that caused my leg to pop, causing me to be legless.
As soon as I lost my two legs, I lost balance and fell. Adding the impact from the shotgun, I was knocked back a few meters.
I immediately ordered the smoke near me to attach themselves on my back and quickly changed its shape into two wings. There was a few seconds of transformation process.
Just when I was about to hit the wall, which was covered in the same dark liquid that turned me powerless, the two wings formed just in time. I spread them and that caused my body to stop.
I heaved a sigh of relief and turned my head to my legs. They were covered in thick, black liquid with maroon liquid flowing down. Creating an eerie and sinister masterpiece.
Afterward, I aimed my hand at it and the smoke near me flew there. It attached to my leg and gathered into a puff of cloud that slowly transformed into me.
With this, the one who trapped me would think I'm still trapped while I'm looking for his whereabouts.
I checked the second flame and it was still there. I wondered to myself if they're the one that trapped me.
I thought for a moment and decided to check it. I turned myself into a mist and traveled the distance between us in an instant.
There, I saw a man on top of a light pole, laughing maniacally while shouting about trapping me.
I flew in his way in my mist form before releasing it, revealing myself. A human with no legs to stand but has wings to fly.
Blood was dripping slowly from my leg, creating tiny splashes on the ground.
He stopped laughing when I showed myself. He noticed my presence and turned his head to me.
"Is this for real?" He asked, probably confused and bewildered.
"Yeah, for real, for real." I responded with an unnatural, wicked smile.
"But I'm sure I've got you!"
"You should've killed me when you got the chance. Are you underestimating me?" I asked with a deep voice.
He looked at me for a few seconds before turning around and ran away by leaping on the light pole, roof and trees.
I felt my blood becoming hot when he ran away. He really thinks he's gonna get away scot free after trying to take my life? Think again!
I chased him with my wings. He wasn't slow or extremely fast, so I caught up easily.
"Where do you think you're going?" I asked with a hint of fury. After that, I took a drag and used the smoke to release a barrage of attacks.
I turned the smoke into long, sharp spikes and they came at him at a crazy speed. However, the man reacted by cutting himself.
Black blood flowed out and it immediately floated to the air and hardened itself, blocking my attacks.
That black liquid is his blood? I thought to myself and was a bit surprised by the discovery.
"Get away from me! I'm sorry, okay! I'll leave Yurim and you alone!" He begged as he ran, no, leap for his life.
"You tried to kill me! I'm not kind enough to let that slide!" I shouted and tried using a different attack. I changed the smoke to innumerable swords and launched them at him from different directions.
"A lot of people are trying to kill you too! I'm not the first!!" He responded, seemingly wanting to say something.
At the same time, my swords came at him from different directions.
He didn't stop running and instead, defended himself with the black blood that floated near him. He blocked each of my swords with it. He has precise precision and an incredible agility to keep up with the onslaught of swords.
The black blood hardened when it blocked my attack, then turned to liquid to move to another spot and became solid. This repeated in fluid motion as the onslaught continued.
Clanging sounds echoed through the neighborhood. Sparks flew everywhere.
"Yeah, and they're all six feet underground! Stop running already and I'll give you a painless death!"
"That's still death!" He yelled and stabbed his heart without a warning. This puzzled me and caused me to heightened my senses.
He pulled out the blade and black liquid spurt out violently like fountain water.
However, it didn't fall to the ground, but rather, it floated steadily in the air. Then, it covered his skin and slowly spread to his body
When his body is completely covered in his own blood, it became hard solid.