Losing all reason, Gwang-hwi screamed wildly. His pupils shook violently, his face contorting further with every passing moment. His lips trembled as if convulsing, the sound of grinding teeth echoing loudly.
"This can't be…! It's impossible!"
His voice grew increasingly shrill, saturated with madness and rage. His breathing became ragged, shoulders heaving dramatically.
"You…! How dare a mere human wield the same power as me!"
Gwang-hwi's face alternated between shades of crimson and ghostly pale. A shaky, derisive laughter escaped him, and he staggered unsteadily. Then, with eyes wide open, he glared fiercely at Michael, his brow furrowed deeply as he clenched his fists and ground his teeth.
"Answer me! How do you possess my power?!"
Mad flames blazed in his eyes, but Michael faced him without a flicker of emotion. Michael's red eyes, momentarily blazing like fire, abruptly cooled, turning frigid.
