Ethan could tell at a glance—this wasn't some ordinary projectile.
It was explosive energy compressed to the absolute limit.
He lifted his palm.
White lightning spread out from the center of his hand, forming a semi-transparent cage of electric light that wrapped the red sphere inside. The cage tightened inward, trying to pin the sphere's energy down early—
then set it off under control.
Thump.
A muffled boom came from inside the lightning cage.
Then a second. A third. A fourth—explosions chained one after another. The power inside the red sphere ignited in layers, and every detonation shoved a ring of shock outward, warping Ethan's cage until it buckled and deformed violently.
Ethan's white lightning was pure Infernal Abyss energy. Against this filthy red sphere, it had a natural suppressing edge.
But the power crammed inside the sphere was too violent.
After the rapid series of blasts, cracks appeared across the surface of the lightning cage.
