The Whisperer could see Yohan's blood splashed across the crushed bonnets of the cars and vans on which Yohan crashed and bounced off, but an unknown fear crept under his skin, causing him to shiver a little. It felt like he was subjected to chilly wind, all of a sudden.
He quickly felt a sharp sting on his right fist and lifted it up, to see what happened. His eyes widened and twitched, as the knuckles which landed on Yohan's cheeks, burned off the skin, like it was placed on an iron rod or fire.
A subtle hiss, akin to the release of steam, was heard, catching the Whisperer's attention. Sensing an unsettling and invasive energy, he redirected his gaze towards the direction where Yohan was and found the younger legend standing tall, with hot smoke of steam being released from his skin, and forming a cloak-like aura around him.