**SHOOOOOOCKKK!
ABSOLUTE SHOCK!
That was what could describe what the Gomorrans were currently feeling as they looked at their mighty general sprawled on the floor, massive amounts of red blood pouring out like a broken tap.
They looked at Zeras, who was on his feet, soaked in his blood and panting like a beast, yet definitely alive and well.
Regulating his breath, Zeras calmed his beating chest down as he clenched his fist, the new comprehension flashing through his head.
"A body like steel and water..." he mused.
Zeras had taken the advice of War General Abaddon. When the warrior had slammed down his elbows, he had also slammed up with his feet, making the scene tremble like before.
But at the last second, Zeras positioned himself to rotate in the air. He passed energy from War General Abaddon by suddenly releasing all of the strength in his fist.
That energy was enough to rotate him into the air.