Jack's demonic hand snapped forward, activating Thunder Mantle without conscious thought.
Blue lightning erupted across his body, crackling along his scales, his wing, and his tail.
The electricity danced between his clawed fingers, making the air itself hum with the sound of chirping birds.
One moment he was standing ten feet from Pho.
The next, his scaled fist connected with the Deathfrost Demon's chest with enough force to crack his ribs.
The impact sent a shockwave through the throne room, frost exploding from where knuckles met the black ice armor.
Pho's blank white eyes went wide. He tried to bring his swords up, and tried to activate Black Ice Soul defensively.
He tried to do anything except take the hit, but he was too slow.
Jack's second punch caught Pho's jaw before he could complete the thought.
The third hit his ribs.
Fourth slammed into his shoulder.
Fifth, sixth, seventh…. Each one landing in a fraction of a second.
