The impact Veric absorbs is heavy enough to push the dust under him outward in a circular blast. Small cracks form under the supporting foot. The shield rings in a low, dirty note, and underneath the note I can still hear the wail of souls fading from the previous contact.
After the contact, Veric shoves Death's Lantern back with the shield to gain momentum and launches himself in the same motion, going for a counterstrike before Death's Lantern, still in the air, can recover.
But Death's Lantern reads it.
He hops backward off nothing, gaining distance through empty air, and lands a few paces back.
"Wow. You're pretty strong for a dead man." Veric mocks Death's Lantern openly. "But stepping on air is cowardice, don't you think, you wailing little spirit?"
'Air-stepping is an advanced skill. This man is definitely a Unique-class.'
