Gabriel's lips curved into a cold smirk as Bai Young's triumphant laugh cut off. The martial artist froze, eyes wide, his massive frame shuddering. A black aura spread from Gabriel's hand into Bai Young's fist—the same fist that had crushed him moments ago. Now that grip trembled.
"You… what have you done?!" Bai Young snarled, his voice breaking. Panic burned in his eyes. He tried to wrench free, but Gabriel's other hand clamped down like iron.
Decay spread fast. Bai Young's bronze skin turned gray, the rot crawling up his arm like wildfire. Flesh dried, cracked, and flaked into dust.
The rot was moving extremely fast because Gabriel had overcharged the skill with a whopping 1000 mana points!
With a roar, Bai Young swung his golden sword down on himself. The blade hacked through bone without any obstruction; his severed arm hit the ground, already breaking apart into black fragments.
