Corey's eyes were one unfathomably calm and indifferent as he kept on moving the back while keeping his gaze on the ghostly child-like arms that were less than a meter from touching him.
Dark-grey blood dripped from his nose down to his lips, and thick veins could be seen in his eyes and on his forehead.
He took a step, and a thin stream of dark-grey blood leaked from the corner of his eyes and slid down his cheeks.
Veins suddenly appeared on his neck, and the mental strain Corey was feeling by being in his current hyper-focused state was beginning to near his limit.
But despite all of these, his expression was still extremely calm and indifferent.
He took a step back, and arcs of lightning along with the sound of thunder exploded from his feet as he increased the distance between him and the arms.
But in the blink of an eye, the distance was shortened by the arms.
Corey's eyes flashed, and the space to his right rippled with a dark grey light.
