The entire City of Chains turned green as the Primordial Flames of Hell, the ones Kent used to form his core, erupted, setting all chains on fire.
The chains meant to kill him were now being controlled by him.
"Come out and face your death, bastard," Kent said, looking toward the Chained Palace. "Don't let your subordinates suffer in your stead."
As if to prove what he said, he waved his hand, and the chains claimed over 30,000 Chainfiends' lives. Their blood essences were the only thing that remained.
City Lord Zorvak gritted his teeth, his anger and fury palpable.
Suddenly, a powerful aura erupted from his body, and he moved, his four hooked arms wielding chains. He wanted Kent dead, but seeing as he had taken over his formation, things seemed to have taken a bitter turn.
The viewers could only sigh in pity as they looked at the pitiful City Lord flying toward Kent.
"He is going to die at the hands of his own creation," they all thought.
