Instantly, the pale white light flooded the room, and she finally saw his current state clearly.
He was hunched over, his fingers twisted, constantly clawing at himself, the veins bulging, and the pained expression on his face told of his agony.
Suddenly, those phoenix eyes, filled with a bloody red, stared at him, then his body charged toward her like a beast.
Just as his body was about to pin hers down, his steps suddenly halted, as if using the last of his willpower, he growled lowly at her, "Get out, don't look at me... Mabel, I'm begging you, don't stay in this room any longer..."
Staying like this in front of him only intensified his desire for her, and once this desire broke a certain threshold, even he could not predict what would happen.
When pain coursed through the blood, reaching every corner of his body, reason seemed to be slowly fading away.
By then, he would merely be a humanoid beast controlled by pain.
