He ducked under the wildly swinging fists.
WHOOSH! The sheer force of the monster's attack ruffled his hair. He spun smoothly and slipped behind the towering mass of mutated muscle.
He didn't wind up. He simply reached out and slapped his open palm flat against the center of the Flesh Hulk's broad, twitching back.
"Rot, you piece of shit," Sebastian whispered.
The effect was instant and completely revolting.
The conceptual law ignored the monster's massive health pool and dense armor. It directly attacked the cells holding the creature together. The Flesh Hulk froze as a horrific gurgling gasp escaped its ruined throat.
Where Sebastian's hand had made contact, a circle of absolute rot exploded outward at a terrifying speed. The grey hardened skin instantly blackened and turned to ash.
But it didn't stop at the skin. The massive muscle fibers directly beneath melted. They turned into a foul, bubbling black sludge.
