"I think you must be mistaken," Valachi said, and his body slowly began to levitate upward, rising into the air without any visible means of support.
Valachi pure white eye, which had been unsettling enough before, now began to burn with actual black flames that flowed with menace in the darkness of the night.
"I haven't even begun to use my own internal energy yet, not my techniques, and you're acting like you've achieved some great victory," Valachi continued. "You must have forgotten your place just because I decided to have some fun with you."
Everything that had happened so far—the intense battle, the lightning techniques, the transformation abilities, the single scratch that Master Sung had managed to inflict—all of it had been nothing more than Valachi playing around.
The creature hadn't even been trying, and that seemed to be just about to end.
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