The immense power inside Simon did not settle quietly.
It tore through him.
His back arched as the energy taken from the Furnaceback Centipede rushed through his veins like molten metal. Muscles tightened beneath his skin, his bones creaked, and dark veins rose across his arms and neck.
Crack!
A fracture appeared along one of the bones in his forearm.
Before it could spread, Unholy Regeneration repaired it.
Then another part of his body broke.
The muscles across his shoulder tore from the pressure. Blood leaked through his skin, only for the wound to close a moment later. The same thing happened across his legs, ribs, and back as the physical essence of the Half-Step Abyssal Beast tried to force itself into a body that had almost reached its current limit.
Simon dropped to one knee.
The stone beneath him cracked.
'If I did not possess Unholy Regeneration, I would be completely fucked right now.'
That was not an exaggeration.
