Leon had had enough. There was nothing more to say now. He was going to show this man what pain really looked like. Such shallow tactics could never work in the face of his strength. He was going to utterly crush him.
"Kneel," he said—only one word, but it struck like thunder.
The smirk on the man's face vanished completely as his knees buckled with a wet crack, his body slamming into the ground with a heavy thud.
CRK! A sickening snap echoed as the man's knees shattered, forcing him to collapse with a scream. AAAHHH! His body contorted unnaturally, as though gravity itself had turned against him. Bones groaned and popped, one after another, beneath unseen pressure.
The rest of the group went dead silent, realizing that their God was not only merciless but utterly ruthless.
Yet there was no sympathy in their eyes—only excitement. They wished this man dead even more than they had wished it for Mia, who was just greedy and obnoxious—not evil like him.
"Let him be judged!"
