Kane Bisadas had always styled himself a highborn nobleman possessed of refined artistic sensibilities, so when he was in a relatively good mood, his actions tended to carry at least a hint of aristocratic grace.
For example, the Mad Knight's methods of teasing girls were exactly like those of certain spoiled playboys born into vulgar nouveau riche families, while the "art" he enjoyed had always brimmed with a bloody, indescribably alien sort of beauty.
In fact, the moment "Instant Kill Spear" personally placed that dazzling golden flower atop Linka's head, the art unique to Evil alignment professionals began to rise beneath the pure radiance of Mira and Chikasa.
Yes, it was a gift—a lavish gift that foretold death. Before the poor noble girl could even show the slightest relief at the illusion that she had just escaped disaster, the exquisitely blooming bright-gold flower of energy had already burst open across the boundless wilderness.
At that moment, light linked heaven and earth, rocks evaporated and scattered, the aftershocks of laws formed almost tangible ripples that spread without end, and the force and impact of fighting energy instantly swept away a vast stretch of clouds drifting across the sky.
There was no unnecessary thunderous roar, nor were there any pointless fragments flying everywhere. Just as Kane had promised, the flower he had created with his own hands truly was nothing more than a gift. Although the destructive power of a mere "Bright Moon tier gift" was enough to erase the entire caravan from this silent space in an instant, for a cold-blooded and powerful combatant, was not a bloody bloom and the art of death the most perfect "expression of gratitude"?
Of course, the art of explosions was always fleeting, and the beauty of bursting radiance existed for only an instant. Once