Griar saw stars as his lower jaw was utterly destroyed by a swing of the Harvest Scythe, leaving him in agonising hunger and an unknown number of diseases immediately manifested within his body… His skin formed dark spots, he could feel himself festering from the inside out, he could feel his teeth dislodging from his gums…
He channelled golden wind to counteract these effects, and he was extremely effective at this point–He had been getting maimed and tortured for hours now, and he hadn't even managed to land a single blow so far… Everything he had tried had failed utterly, only resulting in his receiving horrific injuries. His limbs were hacked off. His intestines and organs were ripped out of his body. His eyes were gouged out, and many other unpleasant things occurred.
