Little Anthony turned pale, his teeth chattering uncontrollably.
This was partly because the burst of magic he had just cast had completely exhausted his Mental Power, and partly because he was terrified by the horrific scene before his eyes. It was the first time in his life he had ever killed someone, and to do so in such a brutal manner had pushed him to the absolute limit of his psychological endurance.
Choked by the thick, rolling smoke hitting him head-on, he retched a couple of times, rolled his eyes back, and collapsed straight backward, passing out cold.
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