Fighting Merasi

Ning looked at Merasi, with her full clad armor and dashed.

His body had no strength aside from the slight physical empowerment that everyone got with their increase in Aether rank.

At best, he was at maybe Level 2 of body cultivation, which would be equal to the 2nd realm of Qi condensation on Kumia. 

Still, it helped him enough to enhance his speed to the point where Merasi could barely put up her to protect herself.

BAM

A rather loud sound rang from the staff hitting the side of her right gauntlet. Aether stirred inside Ning, trying to do something, but failed.

In the same way, a world with Qi would allow for intents add to the damage of one's strike, the Aether tried to do the same and failed.

It was understandable. Aether wasn't Qi.

Merasi tried to punch with her left arm, but Ning slipped back. One thing he knew about fighting someone bigger than him was that he couldn't let them get close.