Against the world (2)

With Ken at the centre, the air around him began to coil around him, create a globe of whitened winds.

That heavy, unbreathable winds spin on such high speeds that they soon began to turn hot, then hotter, and so on, until that coiling winds were set ablaze and began to burn him, or rather his clothes.

While that raging mana around him called forth rain once again, but instead of him, it gathered to form an humongous blob around him to reflect light that bent as per the world's will.

It was such a beautiful scene, where brilliant streak of light glimmered under that darkening clouds as if unaffected by the time and space.

That thin streak of light was aimed at the centre of his chest, through that globe of flames that continued to burn and melt his skin.

And soon,

"GHRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!" Ken screamed in agony.

The flames soon morphed to blades that began to dig into his melting skin, shredding it apart mercilessly.