Bath of Pain

Smack! Smack! Smack!

The punches kept landing on the pillar. The blood spewed, as if someone was throwing red paint against a canvas.

"Haa! Haa! Haa!"

Kiernan breathed heavily, the burning sensation spreading across his arms, but he did not stop punching as if he were possessed.

"Hmm~"

Sabbath tapped against his lips and was surprised at Kiernan's willpower to keep punching at the pillar.

More than a few would've stopped after a few punches. It definitely hurt like hell. However, he had probably thrown a thousand punches already.

Those punches weren't weak either.

In every single punch, Kiernan was using Iron Smash!

"Stop right there."

Sabbath said.

Kiernan stopped his punch and looked over his shoulder with a frown. His expression screamed, 'What the hell? Why did you stop me?'

"Wipe the blood off your fists."

Sabbath handed him a napkin.