Mister Hebron

The balance of the world suddenly tilted as "Sebastian" waved his hands rather casually and Blake's eyes widened.

Is he seeing wrong? It was just a wave of the hand so why was the universe responding to it's flow?

A deafening boom resonated through the void, space and atmosphere. Everyone who was a witness to this casual display instantly began to bleed from their orifices.

Blake grimaced and shouted!

"Where's Sebastian? Since you've impersonated him, what did you do to him?"

The world suddenly reverberated as a gentle tremor ran with the blasting off of several buildings.

"Y— you're lucky I didn't kill him. But I made sure to torture him, within my Inner world."

Blake's pupils shrank to pinpoints.

Inner world? Which means, he's a Saint's-Devastation! How on earth am I going to counter an attack from a Saint's-Devastation?

"Wanna check my Inner world out?"