At that moment, Ward lay sprawled on the bed, simply unable to lie flat.
Last night, that guy went balls to the wall, so much that he was completely pooped out, not to mention.
Achi just wouldn't let up...
How could it not be burning hot?
Especially since Achi popped so many little pills.
The damage was maxed out!
Seriously: straight to the stomach, occasionally hitting the lungs!
So now Ward could only lie face down; he couldn't lie back.
As for Achi...
Tsk.
His cheeks visibly sunken in.
He was completely listless.
Achi: ٩(◞›´⌓`‹◟)...seriously, feels like my body's been hollowed out.
That would have been enough.
But add to that the destructive power of Ward's Hell's Gate, and it was no joke how hard it was just to stand up.
You could convince someone Achi caught some biohazard virus or something!
Now Achi was grimacing with a Q-tip soaked in alcohol disinfecting himself.
Who knows how much E. coli there might be?
