Chapter 92: Wanna compare Miasma?

"What a pussy you are."

Alan's eyes had a bit of shock, he was still in much of a daze to recognize the person in front of him but the words that the man in front of him spoke had struck his heart making it bleed profusely.

Rael threw him on the ground and turned to look at the raging beast cracking his fingers and knuckles to get ready for a fight.

"Let's see what you are made of." Exhaling air he locked onto the beast, he extended his arms revealing his perky palms. He quickly made a gun symbol out of it and an ethereal plasmic substance started to form.

[GHOST PHANTASM: SWORD INTENT!!!]

Smirking he raised his hands in the air, wayward directly proportional to the sky, blinding light which was more translucent started to form on his two fingers, he lowered his hands ninety degrees looking at the beast in front of him.

"Bang," He said as he made the gun recoil gesture.