บท 449: 66.6 Motivation

Dashing towards him, the wall of wind that greeted me was the first thing I pushed through as I felt dozens of microscopic cuts open all over my body. My clothes got shredded a bit as well. Pretty careless if not for my lack of fvcks right now. Next came the wind slash that cut my hair. Raising my sword to meet it with my flame, the invisible blade divided in half before dissipating behind me, leaving behind a panting Zahler in front of me as I raised the Feuermischung up to his head.

Specifically, his scalp.

"Get burnt, fvcker."

Pressing the flat of my blade to his scalp, smoke emerged from his head as he screamed in pain and suffering. Not feeling good enough, I pressed the blade even harder as I felt my indignation slowly vanish from my mind, replaced with smug satisfaction as the man crumpled under the pain of getting his brain melted.

"Heh..."