The manipulator straightened, his grin widening devilishly, his lips peeled back to reveal teeth stained with smoke and ash. He no longer even remotely resembled a man, only a wolf disguised as a sheep.
The way his body moved, jerking, twitching, bending too far, was wrong in all the wrong ways, like something monstrous had crawled inside human skin and was wearing it like a disguise.
He leapt towards Nova, who had just gotten up. His life was fading between the realms of consciousness and unconsciousness. His daggers glitched as he realized that he had already lost too much energy and mana, just by trying to defend against the powerful attacks hailed by the fire manipulator.
The manipulator lunged at Nova again, his body fully emitting flames from every corner, cracking under the intense heat and pressure of the flames, but still carrying on, as if he felt nothing but pure arousal.
