"RELEASE...!"
Eternal Regret's hundreds of faces screamed in agony as they released a massive shockwave of dark energy, forcing Stark to back away.
[+50% Moonscorch Infection]
Unfortunately, he had been hit.
And that's when he realized another difficulty in this whole thing: the chance of transforming because of the infection if you stayed exposed too long.
It was a war against the clock.
Stark stood in the middle of the ruined square, his muscles tense as he stared down at the creature before him.
Eternal Regret had no real form, just a mass of writhing, tortured souls screaming in agony as they formed its body.
[Name: Eternal Regret]
[Level: 600]
[HP: 1]
[Strength: ???]
[Stamina: ???]
[Speed: ???]
[Defense: ???]
[Skills: Release...]
Despite the fact it had only one HP, Stark knew it wouldn't be easy to land a blow.