That instant, Hogus felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
It wasn't just the overwhelming intent to kill that unnerved him, but also the terror transmitted from the Evil Eater Chainsaw in his hands under the scrutiny of that handsome face.
It was a terror he had never experienced before.
Ever since he unearthed this chainsaw from the American ruins, he had become irresistibly infected by the endless hunger and ferocity dwelling within it. He was intoxicated by the whispers that echoed incessantly in his ears, growing increasingly ancient and grotesque by the day.
Even as he was scorned and despised for his fall from grace, the Power he wielded was indescribably strong and wild, beyond defamation. Having become one with the chainsaw's bloodline, he had turned into an abyssal beast that fed on blood. In a symbiotic relationship, he provided the chainsaw with blood, and it, in turn, provided him with Power.
