Innocent Man!
The man with metallic pincers enhancement collapsed on the ground, engulfed in flames. In just a minute, all that remained of him was a stainless skeleton. Even pincers showed signs of melting under the blistering heat.
Zed tapped back on the ground. He observed the remnants of the three men he killed and let out a sigh.
While the mercenaries weren't particularly strong by his standards, there were many of them. If in a group fight, he tried to hold back to not kill, then there might be unwanted consequences... something he couldn't afford in his current form.
Killing was always easier than simply overpowering an opponent.
TRINGGGG
Zed turned around as he heard a sharp sound. He wasn't at all surprised by what he saw.
The other mercenaries were on the ground with their heads severed from their bodies. Blood was gushing out of them, dyeing the emerald grass into a shade of crimson.