Everyone watched in shock and awe as Damon repeatedly struck a single spot with back-to-back powerful finisher attacks. A single attack like this should technically drain his energy reserves, and yet he was attacking monstrosously at the same point with relentless ferocity.
Each strike carried the weight of a boss-killing blow, blazing crimson lances of condensed bloodfire. Sparks exploded with every impact, followed by strange pulses that resonated through the metallic chamber.
Nevin stumbled back, shielding his face from the heat and raw pressure. "This is insane. He’s not even slowing down."
"How is he still standing?" Meira breathed out, voice trembling. "He should’ve collapsed by now."
But Damon wasn’t collapsing. He wasn’t slowing. In fact, he was speeding up. His eyes burned like twin embers of fury as he struck the same spot with as much power as he could muster.
Aurora watched in a daze, unable to look away from the person dazzling her. She silently mumbled, casting a few recovery buffs on him.
Meira had a similar expression on her face. The fire goddess with the attitude was fully tamed. She licked her lips, enticed by the display of unimaginable power.
Sylvara wasn’t all that different. She, too, watched Damon with a glint of something in her eyes, her lips parted.
Only Kate had a weird look on her face. First, she wasn’t all that worried about the situation, unlike the others. She had unshakeable faith in Damon’s skills and knew he would get them out of this mess one way or the other.
But what the heck was the look on all of these women’s faces?
Her heart rate quickened nervously. Every single woman in the room was staring at Damon as if they were wolves wanting to swallow the sheep!
Suddenly, on the tenth strike, there was a distinct crack. Damon grinned savagely. "Almost there. Mark get your ass over here."
Mark did not have to be told twice. The two of them together started attacking the exact spot on the wall, and the next second, a different explosion rang out loudly. The metallic wall itself rippled. A tide of smaller chips appeared and disappeared, the space quickly repairing itself.
"Hell no, you don’t." Damon hurriedly attacked the same spot. "What are you all looking at? Throw in your best attacks!" His voice rang loudly in the small enclosed area. He summoned Elina, the lava snake, for extra support. The entire place became extremely noisy and chaotic.
The sheer amount of attacks in the enclosed space made everyone’s orifices bleed from the pressure.
Aurora clutched her ears, grimacing as blood trickled down her nose. Meira gritted her teeth, conjuring a protective barrier of flame to keep herself steady, while Sylvara used her ice aura to cushion the shockwaves.
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