Chapter 75: Fury (2/2)
However, what neither the man nor Leonel expected was that before they could even trade blows, a small fist would collide with the man's face.
With Leonel's senses having sharpened to the point of near enlightenment, he caught every detail. The break in the tall bridge of his nose, the crack that followed in his teeth, the way his skin and face deformed beneath the weight of the strike…
The man was sent flying, crashing through several fallen buildings without even the ability to stop himself.
In that moment, Aina had appeared in the midst of the five remaining men. Her bloodthirsty aura reached into the skies, her long hair wildly whipping about as a crimson energy coated them.
Though Leonel could only see her backview from his standpoint, he could feel her fury. If it wasn't for the fact she had already formed her Seventh Node and stabilized her Force, she would have most definitely already entered a berserk state. In fact, even then, it seemed like she might lose her mind again regardless.
Leonel's pupils constricted into pinholes.
It was only now he realized just how much he had underestimated Aina. Her unstable aura hadn't just affected her mental state, but it very clearly negatively influenced her stats.
She hadn't activated her Force just now, so logically, the influence of her Seventh Node shouldn't have been so obvious just yet. However…
[Aina Brazinger]
[Strength: 1.49; Speed: 1.03 (1.22?); Agility: 1.08; Coordination: 1.10; Stamina: 1.31; Reactions: 1.12; Spirit: 0.06; Force: ???]
In that instant, her burst of speed was most definitely higher than her base stats. Leonel suspected she either used an item she received as a reward, or a technique of some sort that utilized a power outside of Force.
Her instability really had such a large effect on her.
'These six don't seem to have the same instability. Uncle Montez even said that Clans keep a very tight grip on their Lineage Factor techniques. Could Aina's instability be due to the fact she doesn't have their technique to practice?'
”Do you think I need your heirloom?” Aina's voice carried a biting cold. ”If it wasn't because my father wished for me to keep it, I would have thrown it into the nearest scrapyard. Don't think of leaving here alive today!”
Leonel's gaze flickered as the man weakly stood from the pile of rubble. The men around Aina glared at her with trepidation and anger, but also caution. They didn't dare to move recklessly just yet.
The man's face was completely distorted. His face was savagely sunken, making it impossible to tell what expression he was trying to convey. But, the sudden roar he shot into the skies made it clear that it was rage.
His body began to morph, growing more than a foot and springing forward with dense patches of fur.
It wasn't just him, but the five men also underwent similar transformations.
Leonel's frown deepened.
The good news was that now they didn't need to be in the dark about their abilities any longer.
As for the bad news… Their stats all increased by more than 20%. Their strength stats especially… doubled.
Before, the strongest strength stat was a mere 0.80. But now, the man who now had the face of a wolf, howling into the skies like a madman towering at almost eight feet tall, had crossed 1.60.
”I'll tear you limb from limb and drag you back to the Clan as a cripple! I'll be sure you experience even worse dread than your whore mother!”