Northern flew through the domain like a missile of wind, spiraling and parting the very darkness itself with an explosive speed, one unlike the domain had ever witnessed before.
[Incoming]
'Already noted.' Northern frowned as he turned his head slightly to the right. Just as the thing—whatever it was—was about to collide, he halted abruptly. The wind displaced because of his abrupt stop gained a sharp age, and exploded in the direction of the incoming projectile.
However, just as it collided and was supposed to tear it to shreds, a ball of darkness protected it. It easily pierced through the wind blades without getting hurt but its speed was reduced. As it passed through, Northern already shot a punch forward.
His fist connected with the darkness, but instead of shattering under his might, it merely rippled. Northern noted it felt like striking the surface of water with so much force.
The sphere of darkness pulsed, and suddenly erupted.
