Victor flew across the training ground like a projectile.
The ground sank beneath his feet when he tried to change direction at the last moment, but Rakshasa had already followed his movement. She twisted her hips, threw an apparently simple punch into empty space, and didn't even need to hit him directly. The pressure generated by the blow tore through the air like an invisible wall and struck Victor from the side.
His left arm exploded first.
His shoulder was dislocated, his ribs shattered one after another, and a considerable amount of flesh along his torso was torn away by the force of the impact. Victor was thrown dozens of meters, crashed into a rock formation, and tore through half of it before finally coming to a stop.
He remained inside the rubble for several seconds.
Then stuck his head out.
"Half your power, huh?" Victor asked as he climbed out of the hole and looked at Rakshasa on the other side of the field.
