Morty's eyes widened in pure horror as Jack's heart was ripped clean out of his chest.The pain in his ribs disappeared and replaced instantly by raw, bone-deep fear.
What the hell…?
No way. Did bro just...
Did he actually regenerate?
What the fuck is going on?!
He stared, frozen. Just moments ago, Stephan had been on his knees, bleeding, crippled, one hand missing. Now he was back on his feet… and Jack was dying in front of him.
That speed… Morty thought, swallowing hard. Is that really D-Rank speed? Did he just rip out Jack's heart with his bare hand?
"Whoa…" Fizzwigg breathed from behind. "Thought we were dead for a second. That human… he's unreal."
"No one can best Lord Stephan," Grief said softly, almost like she was stating a fact.
Fizzwigg glanced up at her and let out an uneasy chuckle. "R-Right. Good to hear…"
