56 It's Over Now.
The air was thick with tension as Asher and Lucas stood opposite each other, both ready to engage in combat at any moment.
Lucas, with his ferocious nature, glared at Asher with the intensity of a wild animal on the hunt, eager to tear him apart with his bare hands if given the chance.
Meanwhile, Asher remained calm and focused as he studied his opponent's movements closely while trying to formulate a plan of attack without making any mistakes or giving himself away to his opponent rashly.
The atmosphere around them grew more intense by the second as the two men sized each other up, waiting for one or the other to make the first move.
Lucas, with his years of experience, was confident that he would be able to overpower Asher in a fight with ease. However, he still felt somewhat wary of him because of how much damage he had dealt to his minions earlier in the night.
Lucas's eyes darted around, searching for any weakness or vulnerability that might present itself.
Without wasting any more time, both made their way towards each other.
Suddenly, there was a loud boom, and the sound of cracking walls reverberated in the air. The fight between Asher and Lucas intensified as they exchanged blows with each other. Their speed and power increased with each passing moment.
The clash of their fists and kicks created shockwaves that shook the mansion, shattering windows and leaving holes in the walls.
Asher, with his ability to manipulate shadows, used his Abyssal Grasp Technique to bind Lucas's limbs and restrict his movement, while Lucas dodged those tendrils with swiftness.
Feeling that the fight was getting into an impasse, Asher used his illusion technique to create clones of himself, causing confusion in Lucas's mind.
Lucas tried to target the real Asher, but he couldn't get a clear shot due to the illusions.
"What the fuck? Who are you, really? What magic tricks did you use? No matter who you are, I will not be defeated!" Lucas yelled, frustrated by his inability to land a hit on Asher.
Asher smirked at his opponent's desperation, knowing that he was slowly but surely winning the fight.
He continued to use his illusion technique to confuse Lucas and throw him off-balance.
With his senses heightened from adrenaline, Asher caught a glimpse of Lucas's desperate attempt to find him amidst the illusions.
"Please..don't kill me...." Lucas pleaded as tears flowed out of his eyes.
But Asher had no sympathy for a criminal like him.
He simply ignored him and continued hitting him until he began to pass out, unable to withstand the pain anymore.
Asher stood up and stared at the figure lying on the floor, breathing heavily and bleeding from several injuries inflicted upon him during their battle.
"Well, that was fun, but it's time to end this now," Asher spoke as he used his shadow tendrils to drag Lucas outside of the room and throw him beside four thugs.
Looking at the figures of four thugs struggling with all the injuries and pain, Asher felt nothing.
It was just some payback. He didn't get any sense of satisfaction or pleasure from torturing them like madmen.
"It's over now," Asher told them coldly.
They all stared back at him with hate-filled eyes but were unable to speak due to their broken jaws and teeth.
Asher then wrapped all five people with shadow tendrils, making them unable to move. Afterwards, with a firm heart, he looked deeply into their eyes and swiftly pierced their throats with a blade of shadow.
Blood gushed out of their necks, covering the ground beneath them as they died silently while choking on their own blood.
Asher quitely watched as the life drained from their bodies with deep fear etched in their eyes, just like how he died in his previous body by their hands.
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