The Voidbreaker elder's attack reached Ethan.
Behind him, Regis and the others felt the suffocating pressure of death bearing down on them. The power contained within that single palm was so overwhelming that they couldn't even summon the will to resist. Against an attack of this level, struggling would have been meaningless.
Ethan looked up, and his little finger, the same one he'd been using to pick his nose, flicked outward.
Flick.
The sound was almost comically soft, like a pebble dropping into still water.
Everyone had been certain that Ethan and the others were finished. Yet the enormous hand descending from above, a palm carrying the weight of heaven and earth itself, suddenly burst apart as though someone had punctured a balloon with a needle.
Hissss.
The concentrated energy dispersed violently, sending a gale sweeping across the mountaintop and forcing everyone to squint against the sudden blast of wind.
