"Apologize to Norton immediately!" Lynch's words were filled with irresistible authority: "Don't think that just because you can't use magic, I can't either! Even if you're an undead creature, I have countless ways to make you feel pain."
The yellow light in the witch demon's eyes flickered continuously, even as its body began to shatter, it remained silent. A white tiger lay on one side, closing its eyes, as if nothing was happening here and it was comfortably enjoying a nap. Norton gently held Lynch's shoulder, cautiously shaking it, as if unwilling to witness such a scene.
Lynch intensified the power of the Lightning Capture Palm, so much so that even the rune-engraved walls couldn't withstand such force and began to slowly crumble. The witch demon Heiss still didn't say a word, stubbornly enduring the pain of its body being sliced apart. Lynch released his hand, and the red flash vanished from the dungeon, freeing the entire wall from its trembling groans.
