But--
Poof!
Marshall Morgan's long spear pierced through, and all those palm forces collapsed.
Archer Whitaker's face changed drastically, retreating frantically.
Swish! Swish!
Outside the crowd, Shane Moore, Pearl Moore, and Flynn Moore returned swiftly, heading towards the commotion.
It was clear that they had heard the disturbance and turned back.
"That's Brother Skylark! Brother Skylark is so strong, he actually forced Archer Whitaker to retreat crazily!"
Flynn Moore shouted with delight.
Pearl Moore also looked on with joy.
And Shane Moore, his eyes filled with astonishment.
"The third move!" A calm voice came from Marshall Morgan's mouth.
Whoosh!
The third strike, thrust forth.
This strike, the spear tip carried a faint blue light, spreading an aura of agility and grace, yet extremely sharp.
The space seemed to be pierced through, leaving a blue trace.
Only the trace was visible, not the spear, it was too fast.
Schlunk!
