Blood poured uncontrollably from the three Humanity Saviors' stump, pooling onto the ground beneath them. The pain was raw, crashing them to their knees, groaning and trying their hardest not to let out a scream that would shame them.
The severed arms flew through the air, flying straight at Denga. They stopped the moment they reached him, hanging aloft just behind him in mid-air.
The Humanity Saviors' eyes spread wide at the sight before them. Not only were they surprised, they were baffled.
"It appears weapons aren't the only things he can claim," one of the female captains there said.
"How's it now?" Denga asked, his smile ear reaching. "I think I should take a few more to make things more interesting."
As Denga extended his hands once more, attempting to claim more limbs from the Humanity Saviors, a captain desperately barked out an order.
