BlackmoreKh-!
Jeez, this is why he hated taking the front lines. This was just ridiculous, just how durable was this bastard? Just because his body was special didn't mean this didn't hurt like a bitch. His attacks took time to charge, or to aim, or to hit. But he had lived for too long already, time was the one thing he had. And his time... was up.
The temperature and energy quantity skyrocketed even further beyond. No, this was more than that, the miasma all but vanished and was replaced with a burst of violet light.
Six Seconds Fatman
Dark Impact.
Suddenly, a massive point blank beam slammed right into the beast and shot him straight out of the sewers with explosive heat and force, turning all the water in its path and proximity into a sea of fire. Not a single creature could survive a direct dark impact, there wasn't a natural substance that could retain its shape unscathed from this attack. But that damn freak managed to touch him directly during his charge up, so he thought it would be better to switch up the playing field.
He chuckled painfully while the beam drilled the monster straight up into the bright city, feeling the sweat drip down his forehead, or was it blood? Heheheh, he couldn't tell. Something that lived in the darkness all its life would be blinded once he walked out of it, he should know that better than anyone. And he wouldn't be able to do anything as long as he was in the air.
He ignored his bruises and bloodied body, his bones felt like they'd break, but he could still move.
So while the fishman was still flying, his foot slammed on the ground and he jumped out of the sewers through the hole, kicking off an energy barrier to gain even higher ground.
"You know, despite my massive strength, I'm better at ranged fighting." He bantered as he closed the distance with his own leap, covered in wounds and bruises but baring the same smile as always before he kicked the beast with a monstrous kick filled with foreign energy.
