Jordan lunged again, rolling like a crazed beast. His claws tore through the ground, kicking up a storm of debris, churning the earth into a chaotic swirl of jagged stone and acrid dust that stung the air.
Aes-Dareth summoned an illusion, creating five copies of themselves, but Jordan ignored them. He could sense the Diaphane's true position, their very essence.
With a roar, he struck the real Aes-Dareth in the chest, sending them crashing to the ground. Their armor was holding up well, protecting and parrying the blows, its prismatic surface flickering with defiant light under the alien sky.
However, it would not last forever.
Seeing how easily their prismatic armor was being damaged, the Diaphane's eyes widened.
They were genuinely shocked. They had not expected such immense strength from a mere EX Rank being.
"I destroy everything!" Jordan screamed, the mouth on his ribcage gaping wide, ready to bite. His emotions had reached a peak.
