Gets hit through a house and brushes himself off

A snap of my fingers and we were in Naraka. Thanks to a few weeks of steady practice and my boosted MP regeneration within my barrier techniques, I’d gotten it to the point that it was a little less merciless, cost-wise, so it only ate about half of my MP instead of nearly all of it. All told, not too bad, in my opinion.

“So, when should we—“ I began before a sudden, monstrous impact slammed into my chest and threw me through the door, across the street, and into the Maple house. I knocked over the table and chairs as I flew into the kitchen and then dented the refrigerator before I stopped—a pretty light swing, all told.

“I always wanted to smash someone through that door,” I heard my father muse as he casually walked to the doorway, resting an arm against the frame. “Opportunities don’t come along as often as you might think.”

I snorted as I rose, walking back into the street. My Elementals were already summoned, but they wouldn’t participate much for now; they were establishing a perimeter of sorts, keeping the Grimm from getting involved. I’d call them if I needed them, but for now…

“So,” I said, brushing myself off as I looked up at my father. “It’s like that, is it?”