Adam surged forward, Ouroboros's Fang blazing in his grip as he closed the distance on the spear-wielder. The Titan's void-tipped lance swept up to meet him, but Adam was ready.
"[Abyssal Claw]!"
His free hand shot forward, dark energy raking across the Titan's chest. The creature staggered, its form flickering, and Adam pressed the advantage, driving Ouroboros's Fang toward its throat.
The spear-wielder twisted at the last moment, the blade grazing its shoulder instead of striking true. It retaliated with a brutal thrust, the lance aimed at Adam's heart.
Adam's Apex Instinct screamed. He threw himself sideways, the lance passing close enough to tear through his cloak. He rolled, came up in a crouch, and lunged again.
"[Monarch's Pierce]!"
His fist, wreathed in dark energy, slammed into the Titan's side. The creature stumbled, its form flickering, but it didn't fall. It recovered quickly, its spear already sweeping toward Adam's head.
