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Amon immediately used [Void Decay] on the old man's face who kept smiling widely.
He wasn't trying to attack in any way whatsoever.
As the skin of the old man started to sizzle and melt, he heard the cries of Zephyra inside his head.
"Human.." The old man spoke, his voice coming out deep and hoarse.
The flesh and bones of the man started to expose themselves as Amon kept his hands on the face.
Regardless, the smile didn't move.
It kept at its position.
The purple cracks on Amon's arms also started to rage with intensity, spreading further.
Slowly, the old man raised his hand.
"It's futile to…resist." His wrinkled old hand extended to touch Amon's face.
By now, the whole skin of the man had decayed, revealing the flesh and muscle tissues of his face.
But the only thing that remained was his smile and the yellow decay teeth of the man.