When
Adrien is in range, he disappears in a cloud of black smoke. It’s silent for a
few moments. Plumley’s body is stiff and his eyes are shut as he waits for
Adrien’s attack to commence.
And in
the moment that Plumley lets his guard down and cracks an eye open, Adrien
strikes, plunging his burning black fist deep into Plumley’s abdomen.
The pain is
so jarring that Plumley can’t even scream. All he can manage are a few choked
grunts. Plumley nurses his stomach and staggers back. Adrien curves his foot and smashes the older
man’s inner thigh, tripping him.
Before his body can touch the ground, Adrien stoops
to one knee and pounds a fist into the ground. Upon impact, a thick cylinder of
black and purple energy erupts beneath Plumley, engulfing him in a vertical
stream of power that stretched beyond the length of the arena, leaving scorch
marks on the ceiling.
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