"So this is Carthage's secret weapon!?"
Garen felt his heart drop, yet surprisingly, he was strangely calm.
He expected Carthage to have some sort of ace up his sleeves, but he did not expect Carthage to build his body as a target to be possessed.
Allowing the creepy dwarf behind him enter his body, Garen's expression was blank. Although he could neither see nor hear, he could feel the trace of an evil intention surging into his hindbrain, the main organ that controlled an Energy Machinist's Energy Machine Imprint.
"Possession? That's what I'm least afraid of!!"
As he slowly curled his body, Garen took a deep breath.
Hiss… A huge terrifying swirl of air started spreading wildly in the air.
Waves of white, silk-like airstreams were sucked into Garen's lungs from all directions.