Towering (5)

The moment Leonel's barrage began, the atmosphere seemed to shift. 

As though the earth had cracked opened and demons from the depths of Hell were clawing their way forward, a pervading coldness hung in the air, latching onto their veins and making them feel as though their blood was rapidly freezing over. 

A massive illusory hand of crimson shot up from the ground, tearing through the debris like it was nothing but scraps if paper. 

The hand charged for Leonel, causing him to have to cross his spear across his body to block. 

Leonel was sent flying , his body arching through the air for over a hundred meters. 

His internal organs shook, his stomach caving in and his ribs cracking. Blood flew from his lips, his eyes bulging. 

A violent fit of coughs rang out from him, but as though none of it mattered, Leonel reoriented himself in the air, landing heavily on his feet so that Aina wouldn't be harmed.