"I burn what I wish to burn," Yi Sang muttered, his eyes narrowing as ash fell from the sky.

Even as the last opponent turned into ash, he didn't look at anything other than the area that ended up as collateral damage to his fury; buildings burning down and polluting the air with smoke as the sky turned into a disgusting grey colour. It was almost as if the sight enchanted him in a twisted way; akin to a trainwreck that captured the attention of nearby bystanders but more... sinister.