Toren's entire body turned calm upon saying the last words, his eyes growing still, and the black veins covering his body slowly starting to diminish. But even then... The madness within his gaze was all too clear.
The power.
It had already consumed him.
But this wasn't something that Emmet hadn't expected, for he too had been consumed by the very same power.
Staring at Toren, his lips slowly parted.
"When do you think hell begins...?"
Emmet took a step forward, and Toren's eyes rippled.
He swiped his hand.
BANG!
Several pillars collapsed, but...
"...."
Emmet remained standing.
"I am but a mere mirage of who I once was. I've already become someone else. Whatever you try, you won't be able to do a single thing to me."
His cold voice echoed across the empty space as he took another step forward.
Toren remained where he was.
He couldn't move. He couldn't allow himself to move.
Stepping back would mean that he feared the man before him.
He feared no one.
