Michael turned his head slightly.
Of all the undead standing beside him, Beginning was the one whose battle intent was the most obvious. The giant was still in his human form for now, looking almost calm on the surface, but Michael could feel the violent "excitement" rolling beneath it.
Beginning had always been like this. The stronger the opponent, the "happier" he became.
Michael's lips curled upward.
"Go at it, boy."
Beginning looked toward him.
"Let's try that method."
Beginning nodded, then moved.
The first step sent ripples racing across the black water. The second shattered the stillness entirely.
Beginning accelerated straight toward the mirrored army. For the first few hundred meters, he remained in his smaller form.
Then his body burst apart.
His flesh and bones exploded outward in a violent spray, as though some invisible force had torn him apart from the inside.
And almost immediately, everything returned.
