"Familiar... Retreat!"
The words echoed through the evening air with a resonance that seemed to vibrate in Ryder's very bones. He had done this before, though under vastly different circumstances—desperation had driven him then.
Now, there was intention behind his actions, a deliberate understanding of the process that felt both foreign and familiar at the same time.
Chanting the word even though it wasn't necessary, he moved the gamma energy inside his body in similar fashion to the way it moves before a portal materializes.
After a short moment of absolute stillness, he burst violently with purple gamma energy, striking the ground like lightning bolts.
The process began intensely but still had room for increase. The sparks multiplied and intensified, their purple light casting a purple glow across the faces of his companions and the surrounding debris.