No joy
[A/N: I edited the last chapter, I didn't change much; only a few things at the chapter's ending. Please go back and read it if you don't understand this chapter.]
While he pitied Nash, only a few seconds had passed and it was still too early for him to jump in.
Just then, Harry suddenly released his grip on Nash. He still wanted to try out some of his skills on an. actual person and ending it with only one skill was too early.
Due to the unexpected release, Nash lost his footing as he staggered on his feet for a few seconds before falling to his knees.
He kept grunting as he stared at his right hand.
His fists up to his elbows were now black, the Lightning had burnt them to the point that they had become charred.
That part of his uniform was now tattered and his uniform that was only ruffled slightly after his fight with Hart had now become very rough.
Even now he could still see smoke rising from his hand.