Just as he thought, the bottling rage that kept fuming inside Cale was yet to sprout. The monk tirelessly dragged himself to and fro, but it was to no avail.
His frustration grew higher with time, and in fashion, all rationality took the highway. Freeing his mind from any thoughts or plans, the monk ran ahead into the shrine and crushed his body through it.
The impact from the crash affected Daniel, causing him to cough up a bit. Nevertheless, he still held onto Cale's neck tightly with no hint of giving up. A thought of retaliation came across, but Daniel didn't even dare to glance.
Lifting his body with strength, Cale pressed his body through the pillars of the shrine. Toppling the entire building on them was a sure way to gain freedom, at least that's what he insisted.