บท 91: Blood Stained Walls

Like an unending fountain, massive vines poured out of Otis' chest.

They immediately wrapped around the two hounds next to him, giving them quite the miserable appearance.

If the skeletal hounds could whimper, they would surely be doing so right now.

The vines completely restricted the movement of the hounds, except for the occasional twitch.

Otis' breathing was ragged.

His eyes were unfocused.

Yet, he was standing tall.

His shattered arm hung limply by his side. Thankfully, the bleeding stopped.

Otis looked up towards the two hounds restricted by his vines.

"Die."

Suddenly, the vines constricted, shattering the bones of the hounds. Uncanny cracking sounds resounded throughout the trial room.

Otis let out a lethargic sigh.

He came to a realization.

Power...

Power reigned over everything.

With enough power, you didn't have to worry about weaknesses. If everything could snap under the pressure of your touch, nothing would stand before you.