"I'm sorry, but I suppose you can't escape from here!" Kevin said in an emotionless voice while looking off into the distance.
Tyrone glared at Kevin with a furious expression as each of his muscles began to bulge and his maw widened wildly.
"So, you die!"
Without hesitation, his claw lunged at Kevin, who was sitting comfortably on the stone bench.
"I will tear your pompous self to pieces!" he roared madly.
BANG!
It was the sound of something brittle —like an egg smashed against a rock
Then, following the sound of the first impact, came Tyrone's agonized scream.
"Roarrrr!"
"MY CLAW!" Tyrone yelled in rage, staring at his right claw.
By now, the bone in his arm had snapped and was jutting out through layers of his hardened muscle.
His blood gushed out from everywhere, like a broken water pipe.
However, his claw quickly began to regenerate, adjusting itself as his crimson mana devoured it entirely.
