At the same time, he drew his fist back, focusing a lofty amount of magical pressure around his knuckles, "--I'll handle this! Just get ready to handle the chunks!"
"The chunks…?" Korain looked at him.
Before he could get an answer, a massive swirl of magical energy emitted from the young man's fist as he waited for the perfect moment before leaping off of the alleyway walls, jumping up to meet the falling corpse in midair.
"King Fist!"
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It was a flashy maneuver, but fortunately, War had long since flown away in his destructive endeavors, leaving him to freely unleash his most powerful blow:
As his fist was thrust forward, being engulfed in a swirl of light with royal, azure strands of iridescence trailing from his knuckles, it clashed directly against the defenseless abdomen of the colossal corpse.