The air in the chamber fractured, and where Ryuu had stood a millisecond prior, a vacuum exploded inward, sucking the stagnant, chemical-heavy air into a tight vortex that blew out the remaining emergency torches.
The Yin Lord's claws of solid shadow tore through space, hissing violently as they struck the heavy metal wall behind the phantom image Ryuu had left behind. The dark energy gouged deep, molten tracks into the silver alloy, but the villain's triumphant sneer died instantly. His spiritual senses, honed by centuries of slaughter, screamed a frantic warning from a completely different direction.
Above.
