Meteoric Oblivion

The duo stood in silence for a moment, absorbing the gravity of the task before them. The Prism Barrier wasn't just a formidable defense; it was a testament to the pinnacle of human innovation and brilliance.

"The way in won't be straightforward," Lysander commented, breaking the silence. "Our traditional methods might not suffice."

Jack pondered for a moment. "There must be a flaw, a chink in the armor. There always is. We just need to find it."

Lysander shook his head, the weight of his words heavy in the silent air. "You don't understand the complexity of Vegapunk's work. The man doesn't do weak spots."

Jack looked at the Prism Barrier, his calm blue eyes analyzing its intricate design. The word 'Vegapunk' still echoed in his mind, even though he had just heard it for the first time a few moments ago from Lysander. The way Lysander spoke of Vegapunk's genius made it clear that he was a force to be reckoned with. But Jack wasn't one to back down, especially when challenged.

Jack's voice held a determined edge, "If there's no way in, then I'll create one. Every defense, no matter how perfect, has a breaking point."

Lysander looked at Jack incredulously, "I've seen what you're capable of. Heck, I've felt it. But even with your strength, taking down this barrier seems... impossible."

Silence ensued as the two warriors contemplated the challenge before them. Lysander had firsthand knowledge of Vegapunk's genius, while Jack had confidence in his own prowess.

Jack, after processing Lysander's explanations, broke the silence, his voice tinged with a hint of audacity, "What if we don't need to find a weakness? What if I just generate enough force to shatter the whole thing?"

Lysander glanced at Jack, incredulous. "Even for you, that's ambitious. Sure, I've witnessed your strength, but this is the Prism Barrier we're talking about."

A smirk played on Jack's lips. "Sometimes, Lysander, brute force is more effective than finesse."

Lysander eyed him warily. "Even if you muster all your strength, what makes you think you can overpower something designed to dissipate energy? Remember, it's not just about power, but how it's applied."

Jack took a moment, then replied, "Have you heard of my Meteoric Oblivion technique?"

Lysander frowned, "No, but it sounds ominous."

Nodding, Jack began to explain, "Using the essence of my Meteor Haki Punch, I've mastered a technique that channels the fiery force of countless meteors into a singular, devastating punch. It's not just about sheer force, but the concentrated energy I can direct."

Intrigued, Lysander leaned in. "And you believe this could penetrate the Prism Barrier?"

"It's worth a shot," Jack responded.

Moving a few paces back, Jack began to focus. Lysander could feel the very air around them heating up, as if the island itself anticipated what was coming. The ambient energy surged, pulled toward Jack like a vortex.

The ground beneath Jack's feet began to glow, embers sparking around him. The air grew dense, shimmering from the rising heat. Lysander had to shield his eyes against the incandescence, feeling as if he were standing next to a miniature sun.

Drawing in a deep breath, Jack channeled the fiery essence, his calm blue eyes beginning to resemble the tumultuous depths of a stormy ocean. In the next instant, he lunged forward, fist cocked back.

Lysander watched, mesmerized, as Jack's punch made contact with the barrier. There was an instantaneous, blinding flash of light, followed by a shockwave that swept across the vicinity.

As the afterglow dimmed and the dust began to settle, Lysander squinted, trying to discern the aftermath. At first, Lysander wanted to smugly point out that he'd been right about the barrier's impenetrability. As he approached the Prism Barrier to assess the aftermath, he expected to see the flawless facade still standing as robustly as ever. But instead, as his eyes adjusted to the glaring brightness of Jack's attack, he caught sight of something astonishing: a minute fissure where Jack's punch had connected.

Lysander was momentarily stunned. The fact that a crack had appeared was remarkable. Considering the Prism Barrier's design, which evenly distributed an incoming force across its entirety, this hinted at the staggering power Jack had just unleashed. Even after most of the force had been dissipated by the barrier's design, enough remained to crack its defenses.

Looking up, he met Jack's eyes, which were alight with a familiar fiery determination. Jack's lips twisted into a confident smirk. "Once more," he declared.

Lysander's brows shot up in disbelief. "You actually managed to crack it," he said, his voice imbued with both surprise and admiration.

"It's only the beginning," Jack replied, his voice cool and composed. There was no hint of triumph, just the calm assurance of a warrior who knew his strength.

Prepping himself for another round, Jack stepped back, his feet firmly planted into the ground. The air around them began to heat up again, and Lysander felt the same oppressive weight of energy bearing down on them. There was a raw, almost feral intensity in the atmosphere as Jack readied his Meteoric Oblivion technique once more.

Lysander couldn't help but be awed by the spectacle unfolding before him. The earth beneath Jack glowed brighter, and the radiant embers sparked, dancing wildly. The air distorted with the immense heat being generated, making everything seem surreal.

Gritting his teeth, Jack gathered every ounce of his strength, the force of countless meteors channeled into his fist. His calm blue eyes took on an even deeper shade, reminiscent of the deepest trenches of the ocean. With a burst of speed, he lunged, connecting his fist once again with the Prism Barrier.

The flash of light was even more blinding this time, forcing Lysander to shield his eyes. The ground shook, and the shockwave emanating from the point of impact felt even more potent than before.

A tense moment passed before Lysander dared to look again. To his astonishment, the crack had now widened, webbing out further across the surface of the barrier. It was clear that another attack of the same magnitude might just shatter the Prism Barrier entirely.

Jack, still breathing heavily from the exertion, turned to Lysander, his smirk growing broader. "Told you," he commented, the corner of his mouth lifting in satisfaction.

Lysander let out an appreciative whistle, shaking his head in disbelief. "You never cease to amaze me," he admitted, grudgingly.

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