Ethan hadn't expected Morveth to be this much of a monster.
After several rounds of head-on collisions, he could feel it clearly now—Morveth's physical body, the sheer thickness of his energy, and the constant oppressive output from those blood-red gemstones in his chest all far surpassed most of the enemies Ethan had met since entering Varkharr.
But that only made it more impossible for Ethan to back down.
If he retreated now, it wouldn't just be him who died.
His eyes hardened. He raised a hand and pulled out every stored energy core he had on him.
One. Two. A dozen. More.
Core after core shot from his palm, hovering in midair as they formed a ring around him.
Each one glowed a different color, power vibrating inside it. Then Ethan's transparent lightning detonated. Arcs whipped out like countless thin, razor-sharp chains, lashing in every direction.
The moment those transparent bolts touched the floating cores, the energy sealed inside them lit up.
Boom!
