The Prison Overthrow

Hadi looked at his hand. He could not only see it, but also feel the overwhemling power coursing through his veins. Whether it was his eyes, ears, and every other sense, it was heightened beyond recognition. 

Never in his entire life had he felt much power from within. This power threatened to burst out of his body. It was a call to incredible violence, and he could feel every fiber of his being begging him to display the fruits of destruction. 

Hadi looked on ahead of him. there, on the ground was his fore. Hush looked at him with gritted teeth as lightning sparked around his body. 

It was general knowledge that usage of any ability was forbidden in the dungeons. Then again, it was very difficult for the prisoners to even arouse techniques for combat as a result of their lack of enough energy for practically anything. Then again, this was expected because they did not have enough food.