Strength shatters his own bones, heals that off

As the explosion rocked over the already blasted landscape, even I needed a moment to recover. My skin felt odd, as if it had been encrusted with something—like the very air had stuck to my skin like a bug to a windshield.

Which…kind of was what happened, honestly. At the speeds my other had Accelerated to, air molecules simply couldn’t get out of the way anymore and so instead they were torn apart. At that speed, pretty much anything was devastating, and the ride we’d taken Malkuth on especially so. In its wake, the air had turned to plasma and high-energy wavelengths had filled the air, blasting everything around us mere moments before the fireball itself. The path of destruction we’d wrought, along with the massive crater that had been pounded into the earth, had reshaped the battlefield yet again, adding a massive, elongated crater to the existing one while slagged everything around us.

Inside of me, I could feel my other panting at the exertion. It wasn’t just the cost it had taken in MP—though that had been exorbitant as he ramped his Acceleration up as high as he could manage—but also the stress it had caused him physically. That was another downside to Strength and the Chariot, if a hidden one; the massive increases to Strength and Dexterity didn’t come with a corresponding increase in durability. Even I had felt my bones shattering with every hit; for my twin, who had gone so far past our normal limits that it wasn’t even funny, the damage from simply moving was extreme, with every molecule in the air seeming to cut away at our flesh. I’d only taken a small portion of that so as to take some of the burden off of my other, and still I was feeling it.

But, I had to admit, the result was fairly satisfying. A pity we didn’t have more time to enjoy it.

Cracking my neck once as the Gamer’s Body brushed away the last of the pain, I took stock of myself and my other before applying a full heal to my twin, helping him brush off the aftereffects. Thanks to our unified nature, I knew my other could keep a stock of his own, so I didn’t need to be too frugal, and if there was ever a time for it, it was while I was beating the shit out of Malkuth. I felt a response from him as a motion within our shared volume and accepted the thanks with ease.