"Just hold still," Kyle said.
The assailant didn't move.
"Yes, just like that," Kyle said slowly, his fake voice vanishing.
The assailant's eyes shot open.
BANG!
Then, a huge pick buried into his upper chest, just where his Center was.
The pick destroyed the Center.
"There we go," Kyle said casually. "Shouldn't have been an asshole."
The assailant's eyes bulged, and veins appeared all over his forehead.
The next moment, Kyle sat down in front of him.
Without a Center, the guy couldn't use Ether anymore.
This meant he couldn't recover anymore.
Moments later, all the closed wounds started to bleed again.
These powerful bodies needed Ether to function.
Taking their Ether away was like taking their oxygen away.
Kyle watched as the assailant succumbed to his injury over the next minute.
Finally, he died.
Kyle just silently looked at the corpse.
He just kept looking at it without saying anything.
Silence.
