"My turn...!" Rex smirked, the expression more predatory than human.
He didn't wait for a response. Rex drove his weight downward, his entire mass focusing into a singular, violent point of pressure against Zane's shoulder blades.
CRUNCH GRIND!
"GAAAAH!" Zane's voice was a strangled roar of agony as the stone beneath him groaned under the combined force of his body and Rex's Peak Physique.
The pressure was so immense that the capillaries in Zane's eyes began to burst, painting the whites of his eyes with a terrifying crimson bloom.
But Zane was a veteran of the Legion for a reason. Instead of fighting the downward pressure, he leaned into the pain.
He drove his left hand, the one still humming with the residual energy of the void, directly into the stone platform beneath his own chest.
WHIRRR SHATTER!
He triggered a micro burst of the void disruption, not as a wave, but as a localized explosion. The stone beneath him disintegrated into a spray of razor-sharp shrapnel.
