The Will of Pain on the Moldable mind

Now, Lenny was really beginning to get on his nerves.

 

This was a battlefield. This meant that it was very chaotic. The devil's, too, with their continuous, unusual forms of attacks, did not exactly make things easier for him.

 

Time was ticking away.

 

Lenny made attempts at cutting a devil, and for the first time since he started butchering them, he actually missed the attack.

 

This made him frown even more.

 

Others might not have noticed this, but definitely not Lenny.

 

He knew clear as day what this meant.

 

This meant that his efficiency in fighting had greatly decreased.

 

This was as a result of his mind concentrating on multiple things at a time and his emotions getting in the way, as even he had to admit that he was getting frustrated.

 

Firstly, killing the devils required for the Task was proving to be a difficult process.