Chapter 105
He screamed in agony. The fiery barrier wavered, then fizzled out entirely.
"Huff... huff..."
The man panted, body trembling from the impact.
Clayton wasn’t about to give him a second chance. His mini skeletons sprang into action. The moisture in the air condensed into fine droplets, instantly forming razor-thin, needle-sharp projectiles.
Snap!
Snap!
Snap!
This time, the man was out of strength. He couldn’t defend himself—he could only brace for the inevitable, face twisted in despair.
"Ugh..."
He let out a final groan and collapsed.
Clayton exhaled and approached cautiously, checking for any signs of life. When he realized the man was still breathing, he didn’t hesitate. He raised a finger and aimed at the man’s vital point.