Their blows clashed with a resounding Boom, sending a shockwave of distorted air that rippled outward from the impact.
He caught it?! Finn's eyes widened in shock, as right before him, Nathaniel — the gray-robed man, had grabbed his fist with an open palm.
Finn wriggled his fist out of Nathaniel's hold, jumping a step back quickly. And immediately, Nathaniel's arm dropped to his side, dangling uselessly. The bones in his arm had snapped terribly from the impact, but yet the man didn't bat a single eye. Instead, his smile widened, splitting his face into a rictus of pure, unadulterated joy.
He charged at Finn again, cackling madly. "More! More! More! Show me more!"
His broken arm flopped around without care for pain as he charged at Finn, who lashed out with blow after blow to keep the madman at bay.
