The last hope gone
With all of the massive amounts of blood that was being spilt in the red space, Quinn was feeling stronger than he ever had before. The massive amount of blood aura he could control and condense down was at a level he had never experienced before.
His shadow was at the strongest it had been, but he was unable to make his shadow stronger like he could do his blood aura. Quinn's shadow shouldn't have been able to block Immortui's attacks, yet he was able to.
This was all because of the blood shadow. Using more blood and mixing it with the shadow in turn was making a stronger blood shadow. Blood aura with properties of the shadow, allowing him to stop Immortui's strikes, and with that in mind, Quinn had come up with an idea.
Throwing both of his arms up, a force of blood shadow was unleashed, pushing all of the giant red fists of mist away. Four of the Asura arms were being used to constantly throw out blood fists, striking Immortui non stop.