Nathan grinned despite the blood dripping from his chin.
"Alright." He rolled his neck once. "I get it now."
Tron's expression remained stoic. He watched him raise both arms, watched the vents along the beast arm open wider.
PSSSSHHH—
Hot air burst outward in a rush. The temperature climbed instantly, shimmering the space between them.
Nathan dropped into a lower stance.
"Let's see if your body can redirect this too."
The concrete beneath him erupted as he launched.
SWOOOSH!
He didn't come from the front this time. He cut right, vanishing from his opponent's line of sight and reappearing at his flank mid-step, a punch already driving toward the ribs.
Tron rotated his weapon down to intercept —
Nathan was gone.
He reappeared behind the hammer user and drove both fists into his back at the same time.
BOOOOOM.
