The fireworks started with reddish spars, before transitioning into blue explosions that sent energy everywhere after aggregating into a fiery ring around the invisible wave that pushed everything back, breaking down the debris from Lucas's act further, and at the same time, erasing much of the fleet, save for a few who looked on in horror and different states of health that could only bad, and worse.
Without looking to the sides, his form shifted, seemingly having flickered before phantom images that seemed to have been produced by the movement disappeared. But as the blue energy that had nothing imprisoning anymore melted back into the ocean it came from, holes appeared in the torsos of the dozen of evolvers who had survived with broken bodies, and a ticket for a slow, suffocating death in the emptiness of the dark space.
