High above, Nocturnis spread his arms wide.
His shadow expanded, covering regions of the cosmos like a black curtain. Stars dimmed instantly. Moons cracked. The vacuum turned murky.
"You think fifty percent will be enough!? You underestimate ME!"
He thrust both palms forward.
A tidal wave of shadow ripped through space, massive enough to tear through several solar systems.
Gustav's projection raised one hand.
Just one.
"Shadow Genesis Sphere," Nocturnis roared.
Gustav calmly replied:
"Cancel."
The tidal wave shattered.
Nocturnis froze. "WHAT!?"
Gustav tilted his head.
"My authority over reality is higher than your manipulation of darkness."
He moved faster than thought.
BOOM!
A punch to Nocturnis' ribs.
BOOM!
A second to his face.
BOOM!!!
A kick to his abdomen that created a crater in the void.
Nocturnis staggered, coughing black ichor.
"You miserable brat—HOW ARE YOU THIS STRONG ALREADY!?"
Gustav's clone didn't answer.
His silence was louder than words.
