The ribbons of golden plasma opened their eyes again, thousands of them, each one pulsing with divine energy and cold intent. They went straight for Roan, who was closest.
He reacted instantly, darting away in a flash of motion, weaving between the searing trails of light. He didn't strike back. His main techniques mirrored those of his fake younger self, and using them here could expose his identity. So, he simply dodged without using any fancy moves, which made things difficult, but would not be linked to his fake self.
Every missed beam struck the city below.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Each impact bloomed into a blazing explosion, wide enough to level entire districts. Waves of radiant energy swept outward, erasing everything in their path.
'Kentucky, we can't fight here. We need to lure this thing somewhere no one can see us!'
