Serenthar was surprised as the lance rammed into his chest just below his ribs. He took several steps back. "How can your....!"
Bang!
The lance exploded, tearing through his chest with a wave of dark energy that tore through his ribs, blasting away chunks of flesh.
Serenthar staggered backward, his hands rising to check the gaping holes in his chest. He took several steps backward and he just stared at the carriage in sheer surprise. "You....what are you?"
Vacuse smiled, his face stiff. "An SSS ranked."
Serenthar gave him an honest look of respect. "You're supposed to be a monster. I can't even imagine what you will turn out to be. Unfortunately, we won't be here to witness it."
His wound squirmed and strings began to connect the flesh together, stitching into unblemished skin. And within a breath, his wound was whole once again, but more cracks appeared on his face as he used more energy.
