Melted flesh

After the explosion died down, Black was standing there without a scratch, and a smile on his face.

"If that is the best you can do, then I overestimated you, you are nothing." Black scoffed.

The words seemed to have struck a chord, The figure spread his feet into a better stance and held his staff in front of him, a huge amount of force twirled around him, it got so much that it became a sort of reverse tornado made up of force.

The sharp tip of the tornado went up into the air and down at Black at high speed, twirling like a drill, ready to rip open Black, but Black was ready for that, he couldn't just let himself get ripped up like that.

And for the first time since he brought out his sacred wand, he cast a spell.

"Germen Tenebrarum."

A wave of darkness magic exploded from Black's body and formed devil-like wings on his back as well as a shadowy cloak. Black stood and let the force tornado hit him, but the cloak didn't even let it through.