Adam's body bounced off the ground with such force that it felt as though every bone in his spine might shatter. Yet there was no time to dwell on pain. Anark was already descending from the sky, his figure cutting through the air like a falling star, intent on crushing the Curse Eater beneath overwhelming force.
Adam's eyes widened as instinct screamed at him, and just in time, an explosive burst of energy erupted from the soles of his feet, propelling him out of the impact zone.
Unfortunately for Adam, escape did not mean safety. Before he could fully regain his balance, Anark closed the distance in an instant and seized his left leg with an iron grip. Adam clenched his teeth as jets of flame burst forth from his feet once more, the searing heat scorching the flesh of Anark's arm.
