Ethan reacted instantly. He twisted, grabbed Mark's arm, and used the momentum to spin. His leg lashed out and slammed into Mark's side.
BOOOOOOOM!
Two horrifying shockwaves collided.
The entire palace shook violently. Walls cracked and collapsed. Dust and rubble filled the air like a storm. The impact sent both figures skidding across the ground, leaving deep trenches behind them.
Before the dust could settle, Mark lunged again. His movements were brutal and fast. His fists tore through the air, each strike carrying crushing force. Ethan met him head-on, blocking some blows, dodging others by inches.
A punch grazed Ethan's shoulder and blasted the stone behind him into fragments.
Ethan countered with a knee strike aimed at Mark's ribs. Mark twisted and took it head-on, then retaliated with a savage elbow that clipped Ethan's jaw.
Blood sprayed out from his lips.
Ethan slid backward, boots scraping across broken stone. He wiped blood from his lips and steadied his stance.
