Just as Alaric's spinning body began to slow, Ethan's arm, already pulled back to its limit, reversed its momentum and swung forward again.
This time, everyone saw the motion, but no one could truly track the hand itself. For a split second, it seemed to phase through space, vibrating and shifting its trajectory as if calculating the perfect angle to make this second slap a masterpiece.
SMACK!
Right on cue, the moment Alaric's body stopped rotating, Ethan's palm connected with the opposite side of his face.
WHOOSH…
Alaric's lower body was still trying to continue its original spin while the force of the blow violently twisted his upper body in the reverse direction.
CRACK-CRACK-CRACK!
The bones in his body screamed in protest, unable to handle the conflicting torque. From the outside, it looked like he was nearly wrenched into a human pretzel.
"Tree Form! Healing Touch, Rejuvenation, Lifebloom!"
