"Whoa, so many eyes."
Brian treaded water as he moved across the surface like a ghostly apparition, approaching the tree at a steady pace: "Buddy, come down and let's talk."
Reinhardt slowly emerged from behind the tree.
He was particularly tall. Even hunching his back, he stood over one meter ninety, as if his joints were filled with an unknown substance that stretched his entire body.
The other man's condition was also not good.
The cavity in his abdomen, torn by large-caliber bullets, showed no sign of healing, and a large amount of green fluid was gushing from it, nearly draining him dry.
The two locked eyes.
Reinhardt's gaze landed on Brian's submerged shins: "Are you also a Beastification Transformed Person?"
Brian shook his head: "No, this is just a technique of exerting force. In fact, if you can control all the muscles in your body, you can also do many amazing things."
"That's nice."