"What a terrible attack." Lord Jara's heart shook. He had sustained an injury, and if Shrouded Palm could attack with the same power three or four times again, then there was no doubt that he would be dead.
But that single powerful attack left Shrouded Palm depleted, and his hold on Lord Jara reduced. One by one, the shrouded flesh rivers began to appear, joining the two already split.
Lord Jara realized that he could not directly combine the river that had been cut into two! It would take days before he could heal completely.
The two rivers still looked great, but the imposing aura had greatly diminished.
Even then, the rivers still crashed down on Shrouded Palm, submerging him in a sea of flesh, drowning him! Shrouded Palm, who had already been weakened by his first fight, then depleted by his own technique, could not offer any meaningful resistance as he was being drowned to death!
