"How did you know?"
Huff, huff.
"Were you investigating me?"
The man who had slammed his fist into the ground sounded grim. He had to pause between phrases to draw loud, ragged breaths.
His body trembled slightly, as though he were in a state of feverish excitement, or had suppressed something to the verge of bursting out.
Huff... huff...
After panting heavily for two seconds, he shakily pushed himself up and looked at Cyril. Desire welled in his brown eyes, nearly spilling over.
The instant Cyril met his gaze, lust rose unbidden in his heart, along with a desire to show off and be noticed.
Those desires made him irritable and angry.
"Heh..."
The man opposite him suddenly curled his lips into a hoarse, stifled chuckle. Reason had vanished from his desire-filled brown eyes. Only desire remained, as if set ablaze.
Bang!
He swung his fist, tearing through the air.
The next moment, his fist passed straight through Cyril. It was only an afterimage left behind when Cyril used Flash.
Cyril appeared behind him. Sensing something, the man spun around and threw a punch.
But as he turned, his foot slipped. He pitched forward uncontrollably, stumbled a few steps, and fell.
"Sacrifice reason and unleash desire in exchange for strength. That's the Lunatic's ability."
"It pairs rather well with the power granted by the Mother Tree of Desire. One constantly flaunts desire, while the other unleashes it."
"And the stronger their desires, the greater the power they unleash after sacrificing reason. But they also lose control more easily."
As Cyril murmured, the illusory book reflected in his eyes flipped rapidly through its pages.
"Frenzy!"
The man, who had just climbed to his feet, froze. His body began to tremble beyond his control.
His unbridled emotions erupted. His eyes, already devoid