It wasn’t just Skull who was surprised by the astonishingly fast rate of healing—Joe himself was completely shocked.
He knew he could take a heavy beating. Punches, deep bruises, torn muscles, and even sharp cuts across his body were things he knew he could survive where normal people might not. Yet still, there was always a grace period based on how severe the damage was before his body would fully mend itself. When Joe had looked down at his broken, dangling arm earlier, he had honestly assumed it would take at least a full day to heal.
That still would have been an insanely fast recovery time by any normal standard, but in the middle of an active brawl, losing his primary weapon felt fatal. Even so, he knew he couldn’t run. He couldn’t allow himself to turn back, which was why he had forced himself to stay in the pocket, dodging incoming strikes while trying to figure out his next move.
That was when he had felt a sudden shift occurring inside his body. He could physically feel the bones in his forearm shifting, weaving, and mending themselves back together in real time.
He had no idea what was driving this sudden leap in performance. Was it because he had taken so much punishment in his previous battles that his passive healing had simply adapted and leveled up? Maybe it was connected to his recent physical conditioning, making his core stronger. Or perhaps, in that critical moment, the sheer mental refusal to run away had deepened his determination—making the power of his Vow even stronger.
Regardless of the reason, with his arm completely healed, he was right back in the fight and able to land a clean, highly satisfying jab straight across Skull’s face.
"Hahah, I can’t believe it," Skull laughed, wiping the blood from his cheek. "You know, for a huge part of my life, I used to think that we were the monsters, and that the Black Hand was just raising a squad of freakish monsters. Now it’s become glaringly obvious that there are actual monsters out there in the world, and my guess is that you’re just like them. Well, maybe the Black Hand had a true purpose after all."
Rather than standing around letting Skull monologue to himself, Joe was fired up. His body was moving with a lightness he hadn’t felt before, and now he had discovered that his healing capacity had reached a whole new tier.
Sprinting in, Joe snapped out a lightning-fast jab and immediately bounced back out of range. Before Skull could react, Joe leaped right back in, driving two heavy strikes straight into Skull’s face. When Skull tried to snatch Joe’s lead hand, Joe had already retracted his fist back to his guard before the assassin could even get a grip.
It was clear that Joe had gained a massive surge of new confidence.


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