"The feeling of being alive!"
The deep, hoarse, and heavy voice came from Jihan's throat. His long black hair had turned white, as if it had forgotten its color. His skin was pale, as if it had forgotten the sun. His eyes were black, as if they had forgotten their shine. His body also seemed to have forgotten its wounds, as they slowly disappeared.
"Now... Hm? Are you still conscious?"
From within the hole in the ground, he felt a faint presence, weak but still alive and regenerating.
BRAM
Suddenly, five creatures rose from the ground and frenziedly attacked him.
"Pathetic..."
Taking a step back, as if he were on a walk in the park, he slapped the nearest monster's face, followed by one to the second's stomach. The light touches proceeded gracefully for less than five seconds, without appearing to pose any threat to the creatures. But the moment the sequence stopped, all five exploded in the air into hundreds of pieces.