Chapter 291 – Second Round
"Thanks. I'll handle it from here," Han said.
LightRunner raised an eyebrow.
Han still looked the same.... no armor, no change.
Where was the gear he'd been given?
From what the Seenya techs said, that armor was supposed to give him an edge.
So why wasn't he wearing it?
Before he could ask, space itself twisted.
The Dark Emissary appeared, her presence bending the air, her eyes dripping malice.
Her voice cracked out, broken and eerie.
"Back."
Han smiled faintly. "Yeah. I'm back. And this time, you're the one going down."
He raised his hand. "Ifrit. Thunderwrath, merge."
Flame and lightning erupted, fusing around his body. Pain burned through his veins, the kind that could break bones from the inside, but he didn't even flinch.
He'd planned for it this time.
"Nova Phase...equip."
