Grey's gaze flashed. A pulse came from Prometheus and he reacted in kind. He didn't have the reaction time to act fast enough, but he did have the reaction speed to react to Prometheus.
The arc of lightning passed over his shoulder as he thrust out.
The Volthari punched out, meeting Grey's blade. A strong amount of pressure surged, but Grey's gaze only flashed. Lightning passed in an arc over his body, slamming down to the ground behind him.
His arm absorbed the kinetic force of the actual punch itself, and he realized something quite perfect just then.
The physical prowess of the Volthari was weaker than the Dormaji by a substantial margin.
Grey pivoted, his blade slashing out at the Volthari's body. It realized the problem and made a motion with its closed fist like it was slamming the butt of a staff to the ground.
At first, there was no staff at all. But then it suddenly formed from its lightning.
