Chase once again felt the sense of being released when he clocked his PL again. He gave himself seven minutes this time, in hopes that he could finish off the rest of the Psychomasks before it timed out. Once again, he felt power return to him and sanity leave him. Madness filled his eyes and drove him back into battle. Whatever grip he still had over himself was being directed to guarding the others instead of targeting mindlessly. On the other hand, it left nothing to restrict him from killing the Psychomasks in the most brutal ways he could think of. A couple he grabbed with tendrils of his will power, and smashed together. Their masks broke apart from the impact... as well as their skulls. Had he been an observer there who'd been monitoring his progress for a while, he'd probably be horrified at how unstable he'd become. He had his second PL on medium, there were still two more levels of restraint before he'd be back to basically only one.<br/><br/>He decided to get a little closer for his next attack, wrapping his willpower tightly around himself, almost like a protective suit. He dashed forward and plunged a hand into one of the Psychomask's abdomen, ripping out a handful of their intestines. Needless to say, it didn't take long for that one to die, but there was quite a bit of screaming first. Chase was careful to disperse the willpower shields he made so that no blood got on him or the others when they were released. The next couple victims had impalement-type deaths, a few involving falling from heights, and one was attacked by spikes from both sides. This was an absolute gore fest.<br/><br/>Chase looked behind him briefly, almost surprised that the others were still there. Had he been going through these guys so fast? Chase's eyes were still wild, and it was almost like he wasn't really looking at them. A twisted smile wrapped around his face. "Take a look Stella!" he said, spreading his arms wide so she could gaze at the chaos behind him. "You could<span style="font-style: italic">never</span>be a monster. I am!" He lowered his arms, the horrible smile relaxing into something just slightly more sane. "You'd better get her out of here." Now... back to his fun!