The boy then shouted using a light energy — like a sound wave infused with brilliant light — that burst outward from his mouth with devastating force.
The attack erupted as a visible cone of shimmering white-gold energy mixed with concussive sound, slamming directly into Rin's chest and sending him flying across a considerable distance.
His taller, muscular body in the dragon-embroidered emperor attire cut through the air before crashing heavily into a cluster of abandoned buildings on the edge of the industrial area, concrete and metal groaning under the impact as dust and debris exploded outward in a thick cloud.
Rin stood up slowly from the rubble, dusting his dark robe and tunic with deliberate, unhurried motions.
The golden dragons on the fabric seemed to shift and gleam as he brushed off the dust.
