Once again, despite what should be physical hindrances, Red Boar showed quite the uncanny speed. He seemed to teleport to Liam's side, tall flames rising from his giant hammer as he swung it at the Inquisitor's exposed torso.
A heptagonal golden shield appeared in the hammer's trajectory, and Liam could only summon the Qi Repulsion at the warning signals his survival instincts sent.
The clash between the rank 3 weapon and the defensive martial art caused far more destruction than Liam had unleashed earlier. The trembling dark membrane around him shook, shrinking under the shockwaves that slammed into him, which seemed to have no end.
Despite the impact, Red Boar was still pushing his hammer on the ethereal shield, flames blowing from where they had collided. He was gritting his teeth, his face drenched in sweat, but his strength had yet to wane.
