Ethan forced his breathing steady.
The enormous energy sphere falling from the sky had closed to a distance that made your scalp prickle. The pressure hit the air first, and the whole region answered with a deep, grinding tremor.
Half the light above the fleet was swallowed by that mass of power. When people on deck looked up, all they saw was a shadow that kept swelling larger and larger.
He didn't back down.
The patterns across the Powered Combat Armor lit up inch by inch. The power inside him was yanked out fast, amplified, then driven through the armor's structure as it spread outward like wildfire.
White current raced over his body. The air crackled with nonstop detonations. Then that boosted energy gathered in front of him—compressed tighter and tighter, brighter and brighter—until it, too, condensed into a sphere suspended between sea and sky.
Two energy spheres met head-on.
