Take My Punch

"That is very good. Yes, just like that. Let me see the true potential of your body." Crape Myrtle watched the changes manifesting across Han Sen's body. His eyes flickered with a weird light. One could only hear his voice come through as mumbles.

Han Sen's muscles were tightening, and so was his skin. He wanted to escape the pinning restrictions of the 28 lights with his strength.

"You were right in saying that my body is unable to feel the rules and order. It is like a stone that is so hard it is also useless." Han Sen kept saying things like this while struggling because he had exhausted so much strength. The places the light pinned him were not producing grooves in his body. It was like invisible pins were going to pierce through his skin at any given moment.