Freinds!
Its bellow shook the air, pain and rage contorted into one.
Leon lowered his fist, lips curling into a sharper smile. "Not bad."
No hesitation at all. His golden gaze picked up the blur coming at him from the rear, and the Blue Fist Ape launched itself forward, its great arm coming down like a wave. For as large as it was, it moved with incredible fluidity—its body rolling like liquid muscle as it came down. That blue-furred fist, raw strength coiled within, swung down like it intended to crush the earth itself to pieces.
Leon twisted away at the last instant. The blow grazed past his skull and detonated into the ground. The impact swallowed the earth, tearing open a crater that bled dirt and broken roots into the air. His boots scraped trenches across the soil as he slid sideways, body snapping into motion, spellcraft already on his lips.
