Jamie's senses immediately detected Kael's intention for a follow-up strike, and he swung the Galaxy Sword at an angle, the blade's edge sliding along Kael's claws to deflect the strike, then immediately slammed his left fist into Kael's chest, a concentrated burst of spatial power flooding inside Kael's body.
|!Guk|
The internal spatial rupture forced them to violently cough up streams of grey blood as they were rocketed backwards across the endless vacuum, and Jamie, twirling the hilt of his sword around his fingers, spoke calmly.
|Hey. You call yourself Kael, right? I hope you haven't forgotten that I told you you're nothing but a False Ultimate.|
Jamie glanced at his left palm and clenched his fist, streams of cosmic energy flowing through his energy circuits as he continued,
|We're matched when it comes to energy capacity and output, as well as Dimensionality so in the end, this all comes down to the remaining factors that comprise our Existential Magnitude.
