From the moment he was dragged into the coffin, he had been shaken and stunned far too many times, but this time around, he was truly shaken.
With a glance, a talented Letherion could make a swordsman forget how to swing his sword.
With a glance, a talented Letherion could make a magician forget how to cast spells.
With a glance, an enemy could forget why they were fighting.
A god could become a mortal.
And mana and several other types of energies could forget their functions and abilities?
These were extremely terrifying abilities, and Corey could not imagine himself ever facing an enemy that had these abilities.
He could imagine himself wanting to swing his axe, but the moment he did that, he'd realize that he was a complete novice.
It was terrifying.
Extremely terrifying.
'No wonder people feared them... I can only imagine how much more terrifying they'd have been if they had a powerful physique.'