By His Own Words

Prince Merov's eyes were sunken and bloodshot, like someone who hadn't slept for days.

Interestingly, his cheeks were also hollowed out and his body which was muscular just a while ago was suddenly a bit skinny.

'Did the soul transfer have so much impact?'

Varian tilted his neck and dodged the punch.

The space beside his neck broke and the sharp irregularities sliced his skin. Despite dodging, his skin was decorated with several large red lines.

"You took my teacher away!" Merov was raging, his killing intent was never higher. "Give him back! Now!"

Varian glanced at the Prince's scary face and crossed his arms. "How about no?"

Boom! 

The punch that replied nearbly broke his jaw. Thankfully, he dodged it and ended up getting punched in the shoulder.

His shoulder dried up as the hostile life force wrekced his body. As if that wasn't enough, the dried up part of his shoulder exploded.

Bam!