Grey Dura 8 / Skill 18

But I appeared again at Taci’s side, grabbing two of his arms as I drove my elbow up into his chin and pushed off the back of his knee with one foot. Using the momentum of my own perpetual fall along with the subtle shifts my strikes and kicks created, I spun through the air, conjuring an aether blade and swinging it up under his arms.

Two fists hit me at the same time, sending me tumbling out of the zone’s limited atmosphere and into the aetheric space that surrounded it.

A vertical wall formed to catch me, and I slammed into it with enough force to crack it.

I jerked around, looking for Taci. He was staring at his right side, where all three of his arms drifted beside him, connected to his body only by the streams of blood spilling out of the severed joints and limbs.