C241 Rich to the Point of Overflowing(1)
"Transposition!" The voice was soft but clear.
The Purple Eagle King only saw a blur before the Chaos Puppet's Soul Power, heavy as a sledgehammer, materialized right before his eyes.
"No! Don't—!!"
His face drained of color in an instant, yet he had no time to react.
"Boom!"
The Chaos Puppet's fists, like twin hammers, crashed down upon his head. In an explosion akin to a burst watermelon
