BOOOM!
Damian crashed onto the mountaintop with enough force to drive the entire peak several meters into the earth. Rock burst outward in every direction as enormous cracks raced across the mountainside before finally stopping. Despite the violent landing, his right arm remained wrapped securely around Racheal, shielding her from every tremor. His movements were unexpectedly gentle, completely at odds with the destruction surrounding them.
Only after confirming she was safe did his gaze drift toward his left hand. The entire palm had been charred black from blocking Raikiri. Thin trails of smoke curled from his fingers while the muscles beneath his skin trembled involuntarily from the lingering lightning coursing through them. It was already healing under his regeneration, but the pain remained fresh enough to remind him just how terrifying that final strike had been.
