Chapter 77: A Weird Power Indeed
Adam stared down at the still-twitching corpse with a small amount of curiosity.
Even headless, Sunny’s body remained eerily alive. The vampire’s torso was twitching like a fish out of its water tank.
It bleeds profusely at the neck, without an end in sight.
But no limbs were regenerating, and no muscles were stitching themselves back together.
The damage has been done, and there was no redoing it.
Thanks to the unique properties of his feathers, Black Swarm allowed him to inflict wounds that couldn’t be healed, as long as the target remained within a certain radius of his presence. Once they were inside that range, any cut made by his feathers became permanent. No regeneration, no magic, and nothing could undo the damage once an area has been cut
It was a very powerful ability, all things considered. And Adam’s fingers traced the edge of one of his pitch-black feathers.
"This really might be one of the nastiest side-effects of my wings."
He muttered to himself, crouching beside the fallen body.
"Once you’re hit, then that is it... wounds made by these bad boys will stay with you."
That was basically how Sunny’s head ended up permanently divorced from his neck.