The spinning flame tornado began to fade, but the Hound was still there... he toughened through the raging inferno and charged forward. His body was set in flames, but the crazed look in his eyes made it seem like he wasn't in pain at all.
"BLOODY CROSS!"
He roared as he smashed his monstrous feet square in Dominic's chest, catching him in a bad position. This resulted in a bloody cross to emerge from his back, like his kick had burst his blood vessels in that shape!
And yet... Dominic neither groaned nor showed a pained expression... the moment the Hound's foot made contact, a sharp electrical current shot through his body, numbing him from the pain and sending it back to the Hound!
Szlzlzlzl!
The shock was so strong it made his muscles lock and twitch, freezing the Hound mid-step. As the smoke emanated from his skin, Dominic was already flipping through the air, using short bursts of inflamed gas from the vents in his silver boots to steady himself.
