William didn't lose his grip on the imp's tough neck even though his hands were burned and bleeding.
He gritted his teeth in anger regretting taking such a decision, it was too risky. William was always a paranoid one but this place was changing him and he did not know if it was good or bad.
The Imp's eyes were rolling back, its pointy claws scratched at the arm guard and the shoulders that were burning. William did his best to ignore the pain but it was tough.
"KUGHHH!!" Desperation kicked in and he instinctively added more vitality to his hands increasing his strength again.
The sounds of notifications came one after another yet William had no idea, his whole focus was set at the dying Imp.
The grip on the neck increased a lot more and William suddenly felt a 'pop', it seemed the neck of the Imp had snapped finally.
[+110 Tower Points]
William fell on the Imp's body after he confirmed it was dead, all the energy in his body had been lost, and William's eyes closed.
