Luca moved.
The wind warped as he blasted forward with a sonic boom.
The metal ground trembled but held—a structural testament to the Temporal Time Dome.
Caedun's eyes flared but then steadied.
The metal plates by the side of the room trembled, floated into the air, and then flew towards him.
The number of sheets increased– nearly every metal had begun to move in tandem.
His Metal Form took control.
Caedun raised his arms into the air as the metal sheets clapped onto his arms, legs and chest.
A make-believe armour of metal he configured out of hard foil sheets.
Luca appeared with his fist aimed at Caedun's chest. His body coiled. Muscles snapped. Bones hummed.
In perfect synchrony, everything moved as if one.
Then it landed on Caedun's raised arms with a rattling snap.
The metal bent and a kinetic force ran through Caedun's body like poison.
He fell on one knee, eyes wide and blood suddenly forced out of his mouth.
'That punch?!'
