It was an incredulous situation, Dorlus was grinding his teeth in anger.
'I already hacked him to pieces...'
'I already tear his muscles, broke his bones, did an extreme level of damage to his internal organs, and yet he... he can still move?! His wounds are not healing, but he can still move?!'
'Impossible!!
Roarr!!
He had already made sure that Kyran wasn't going to disturb him anymore, the condition he was in was simply too much for anyone to stand much less keep on fighting. But beating the odds, Kyran stands in his way once more.
Nothing about Kyran seemed to be fine.
One look is enough to tell that Kyran was like a walking corpse.
Blood and fresh wounds adorned his entire body from head to toe, his condition was brutal.
Even some pieces of his flesh dangle, adding to his grotesque form.