He's So Much Fun!
In an instant, perhaps even faster than the blink of an eye, Rex was upon Stelios.
A streak of crimson light against the pale expanse of snow.
His right fist, recovered from the previous severance and charged with the might of the Blood Moon's kingly energy, drove forward mercilessly. It struck Stelios' stomach, a collision that resonated like the sound of a thunderclap.
Stelios convulsed, blood spewing from his lips as his torso curved inward.
Both his eyes widened in sheer shock.
Sinister writings materialized from the point of impact, crawling and twisting into existence.
Despite his shock, Stelios could feel these writings lock the space around him.
His body refused to listen to him, it froze still despite the danger.