Paramount Challenge

Familiar stomps became both audible and felt through the vibrations against the ground. Urgency became everything as he quickly attempted to prep himself for the next round against Asterius.

--I need to do something about my shoulders. I can kiss any chance of defeating that monster goodbye while I'm like this.

Just like that, a thought flashed itself across his mind as a smile followed from the sheer joy of the solution that made itself present.

"Araphel: Inverse Hand…!"

Summoning the hand of shadows, he guided it down to his left wrist--taking a deep breath before making the magically conjured hand tug his arm forward with swift strength.

A loud pop followed the action as he let out a sharp gasp, feeling the ball of his arm find itself back to its rightful place in his shoulder, clenching his fist before raising his left arm.