Chapter 547: WJH!?

"You don't need your ears."

"..."

The heat that traveled through the canteen was enough to distort the very air. Cyril, however, couldn't care less about the changing temperature. He was more in shock by the unrelenting grip of each of Riley's fingers.

He tried breaking Riley's arm again—even tearing it off; but for some reason, Riley's nerves remain completely connected, causing his grip to remain and even lock. The only thing Cyril could really do was look through the gaps between Riley's fingers, watching his arm heal in a very weird way.

"..." And soon, it made it hard for him to ignore the rising temperature. It was getting hotter and hotter, to the point that it was starting to surpass his own energy beam. At this point, it would only be a few more seconds before Riley manages to melt his entire face—his nose was already started to burn and melt.