Throvald was being drawn into the massive maw.
Seeing death approach, the jolting movement that battled the supreme laziness suddenly came to life. The instinct to survive struck his body like lightning, violently clashing against the suffocating lethargy that had chained his limbs moments earlier.
Throvald's resistance was practically gone due to being overexposed to laziness. In fact, he could not resist because he was too lazy to resist.
But now, seeing what his ally had done, the power of the Murderer began to erupt.
And the once uncaring reaction turned to rage. Like a lazy man being forced to do something against his will, the tantrum twisted into murderous hate. He was flung forward like a gorilla flinging its waste, yet within that ridiculous arc of motion, his fury ignited strength in his limbs. His eyes burned with outrage as he suddenly thrust the totem out in front of him, and the dormant power within it surged violently.
