On the other side, Ethan was already moving.
He turned into a streak of transparent light and swept forward.
No elaborate setup. No wasted motion. That clear, razor-straight flash cut in from directly in front of Veyrakas—then in the next instant, Ethan was already in his face, driving a punch at his head.
Before the fist even landed, the gold light around Veyrakas detonated outward.
Infernal Abyss holy radiance scattered in a violent burst. Sheets of gold flared off his body like a curtain snapping open all at once.
Ethan's punch was about to connect—
And Veyrakas became a golden afterimage and vanished from where he'd been.
Ethan's fist cut through empty space. His eyes tightened.
In the next breath, he twisted and fired a lightning strike behind him.
It wasn't a blind shot. He chased the lingering trail of Veyrakas' aura.
