The monster snarled again, and Seung smelled an offensive odor from its mouth—creepy and irritating.
'Bleh!' Lee Seung almost threw up and quickly jumped back to the ground, rubbing his nose. 'Kunf. I see not only your magic is used in killing.'
He activated Shadow Manipulation, but the result was the same.
"Seriously?" he pondered.
Before he knew it, the dark wide fist had already slammed him to the floor. The tiles shattered, and blood started to ooze out from beneath him. Seung gasped repeatedly, unable to stand. Each attempt sent searing pain through his spinal cord, forcing him back down. Blood dripped from his forehead, evidence of the attack's severity.
He pushed up with great effort. "I won't...die here..."
At that moment, the monster stamped on him.