Ethan forced himself out of the cracked stone and reached forward with his right hand.
Ghastly white lightning, the dark ghost-blue patterns, and that blood-resonating energy surged together, compressing into a huge energy sphere in his palm.
The sphere was wildly unstable. The three forces tore at each other from the inside, fighting for dominance—yet Ethan crushed them together anyway, pinning them around a single core through sheer will.
He raised his arm and hurled it.
The sphere punched through the darkness, dragging a twisting trail of deep blue and pale-white light behind it as it smashed straight toward the ghost-blue figure. The man snapped a hand up, and the surrounding dark energy condensed into a thick, heavy shield in front of him.
The two powers collided.
This time, it didn't get swallowed.
Ethan's sphere tore through the barrier by force and slammed into the ghost-blue figure's shoulder.
