388 Explosions of Ira

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Eventually, after watching the others destroy Ifrits, Apollo grew bored and found himself wanting to join in on the combat. After all, what fun was it for him to just watch from the sidelines? He needed to enjoy some of the thrill firsthand as well.

Gradually, Apollo dropped down into the heart of the battle, which remained untouched from the sheer numbers of Ifrits in the air. Once he touched down, the gauntlets around his hands materialized with their ominously sharp edges. 

Apollo clenched his fist before dashing forward. The full entirety of his frightening speed was put on display as the shadowy embers of his Umbra Phantom Mantle appeared without much invocation. At this point, the second step was becoming second nature for Apollo.

Just a thought and it would wreathe his body, boosting his speed to shocking heights. 

Whoosh!