Cain wiped the blood from his lip, eyes burning with something dangerous.
He wasn't done.
The air around him started to shift—heavy, suffocating. A deep, vibrating hum echoed through the arena as the ground beneath him cracked.
Joshua tensed. "Yo, what the hell is that?"
Aurora narrowed her eyes. "He's activating his ability."
Cain let out a slow breath, and then—
BOOM.
A shockwave burst from his body, sending dust and debris flying. His skin darkened, glowing with a deep, molten red as cracks of fiery energy ran along his arms. The ground under his feet melted slightly, sizzling with heat.
"Infernal Core." His voice was deeper now, rougher, like he was speaking through a furnace. "You should feel honored, Adam. I don't use this on just anybody."
Adam's smirk didn't fade. "Yeah? And what's it do? Make you slightly less of a punching bag?"
Cain didn't answer. He moved.
One moment, he was standing still. The next—
BANG.
He was in front of Adam.
Too fast.
