In the middle of his charge, Lin Fang's eyes sharpened.
"Spectral Step."
The world seemed to fold.
The distance between him and the towering avatar vanished in an instant, as if space itself had given way. One moment, he was meters away, the next he was already in front of the giant construct, his body flickering like a phantom as he reappeared right where the avatar's chest loomed.
Lin Fang didn't hesitate.
His right fist drove forward.
The punch landed high on the avatar's chest, far above where Zack stood inside, yet perfectly aligned with the core of its unstable structure. The moment his knuckles connected, a deafening crack rang out, sharp and brittle, like glass being struck by a hammer.
Energy exploded outward.
The avatar was blasted backward, its massive form bending unnaturally as deep fractures spread across its surface.
