The men bewitched by Kawakami Tomie rushed toward the edge of the hot spring like a surging tide.
In an instant, the previously calm hot spring churned violently without warning. The water rippled without any wind, rising into layers of waves.
Those waves seemed imbued with boundless force, whipping fiercely toward the men like wild horses breaking free from their reins. Yet when these seemingly ordinary waves landed on the men, they struck with the merciless crushing weight of a ten-ton truck. With a series of blood-curdling, muffled crunches, the left sides of their bodies were instantly pulverized into a bloody pulp of minced meat.
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