Noan was startled the moment he saw those eyes.
The enormous red eyes, like two blood moons, were fixed intently on him.
Noan shuddered, sensing the terrifying killing intent and evil radiating from those eyes.
Alongside that was a hatred so absolute, it seemed bent on annihilating everything, on drowning all in a sea of flames.
Noan took a deep breath, wanting to open his mouth and say something, but realized, to his shock, that he could not speak.
Those eyes focused on him, emitting a blood-colored light that enveloped his entire being.
"Ack!" A cry of agony escaped his lips.
The blood-red light carried a searing, horrifying heat, burning his body without the need for flame.
At that moment, the 'Immortal' talent activated to its very limit.
His skin was charred in an instant, but just as quickly regenerated—only to burn to ash once more, then be replaced by fresh skin, again and again.
