At the same time as Lucas was pushed back, a whip of fire came cutting from the side like a solar flare trying to take advantage of his arm busy defending to reach his undefended abdomen. And that was not over.
From his other side, a heavy weight came rumbling over, carving its way through the steam that was refusing to disperse. If the solar-flare-like whip was after pure, ruthless destruction, that weight was seeking to crush Lucas, starting by his midriff to fold him in two, break his bones that were harder than most metals, and turn his softer organs into paste. And even then, he was not just facing three Level 6 Integration Stage evolvers who were Devourers who had been plundering their way through the universe.
