Grey Super Punch 2

As I neared the millipede’s head, aether stretched across my body in a tight layer of purple. Holding my right arm up, I clenched and unclenched my hand into a fist. This time I was beckoning for Regis.

Catching my signal, he let out another yell to catch the millipede’s attention before narrowly avoiding the beast’s mandibles and flying into my hand.

I immediately felt the rush of aether from my body coalescing into my dominant hand, but I felt something other than just aether forcing its way into where Regis remained. The faintest whisper of a voice, almost mistakable for a passing thought, echoed in my head.

The voice said to kill.

I shrugged it off as my own thoughts. After all, I had come here to kill the beast.

Rushing forward while doing my best to maintain what little control I had over the flow of aether, I reached where its head connected to its trunk.

Gauntlet Form, I recited to Regis.

The deafening crash of thunder resounded throughout the cavern as our attack struck its target. The millipede’s head crashed down into the ground to form a crater the size of a small house.

Cracks and splinters branched out from where my fist connected while the entire top of its head had become slightly concave from the force.

Regis wobbled out of my hand, his expression strained, while I unleashed another wave of aether throughout my body. Experience spanning two lifetimes and countless battles taught me…

Confirm the kill.

My body erupted in a veil of purple as I struck down at the epicenter of the splintering crater atop the millipede’s head. Another splintering crack echoed upon impact, making the millipede’s body jerk.

Even with aether coating my hand, my right fist was a bloodied mess as I pulled it out from the millipede’s head.

My breath short and ragged, I contemplated whether to hit it one more time. The millipede remained lifeless on its belly, a crater formed underneath its head.