Their clash was rapid and destructive. Shockwaves spread swiftly, nearby mountains shuddered, and the ground beneath them quaked violently, dust forming a thick cloud around the two of them as the impact echoed outward.
Yet, they were completely unscathed.
Stormis' entire demeanor transformed once he was in the mood of combat, his previous playful presence disappearing entirely.
As his body was wrapped with different elemental affinities, his eyes shone with cold focus as he closed the distance and sent a punch forward, his fist wrapped tightly in an ice gauntlet.
Although his movements were rapid, Marlon was able to see it at a normal pace, and as such, he caught it easily with his right hand without any difficulty.
His arm rattled a little from the force.
The punch was indeed powerful, far more powerful than it appeared.
"Not bad…"
He complimented calmly.
