In the round area where the light penetrated, only the group of small thugs lay on the ground with no more sound, and on their bodies were remnants of extreme resentment that had attacked them.
The victims' resentment did not choose to slowly torment them, but in the instant they had the ability, all accumulated resentment and despair turned into anger and erupted quickly, extremely swiftly taking away their vitality, strangling everyone linked to the resentment... They had no apparent external injuries, yet they died in twisted and horrifying postures.
It's unclear whether they died miserably in fear, but one thing is certain, they experienced the despair and pain they had previously inflicted on others right before they died... This all felt like a destined cycle, and only death was so fair and impartial.
