Hasten Ressenbor shrugged his shoulders; he intended to mentally crush his opponent bit by bit, making Sky Shadow feel an unprecedented sense of powerlessness. This was far more amusing than simply defeating an opponent, for Hasten Ressenbor had defeated too many strong adversaries, so many that even he had lost count. Tired and desensitized, he gradually realized that crushing an opponent didn't mean killing them, but rather making them collapse.
"Hmph, those are your words," Sky Shadow said with a wicked smirk spreading across his lips, a smirk so sinister that even Hasten Ressenbor felt taken aback, as if Sky Shadow was brewing some surefire plot.
"Ha!"
With a roar, Sky Shadow suddenly burst forth, swinging a punch accompanied by a whooshing sound effect.
