"THIS ALL YOU GOT, SYSTEM WORM?!" he bellowed, bracing himself as he took a thunderous step forward.
The decay energy responded, surging against him, crashing into him with the weight of a mountain.
It wrapped around his skin, digging in like claws, gnawing at his muscles and bones.
Volk's thick veins pulsed, his face twisting in pain as the energy bit deeper, but he threw his head back and laughed—a deep, guttural sound that reverberated through the mist.
"VOLK NOT SCARED OF STINKY POWER!" His voice boomed as he took another step, his massive frame pushing against the decaying energy. "VOLK SMASH ALL WHO THINKS THEY STRONG!"
The barrier fought back with brutal force, each wave of decay stronger than the last, pressing into him like a living wall.
His skin blistered under its touch, patches sloughing away as the corrosive magic dug deeper.