The Mighty Force

Chapter 35 An Iron Body

On the battlefield, Diana flew with great speed. From behind, She was accompanied by floating objects. The objects were engulfed by a spherical wine-purple aura. There was debris from wrecked motorcars, mailboxes, trash bins, and much more.

To magnify the impact of her attacks, she slightly increased her power's decay rate. The matter of the objects began to wear out. She directed her hand toward Seth, thereby launching the objects at him.

"Not this again, don't have something new in your arsenal?!" Seth bawled with annoyance.

He fired another set of heat vision rays and incinerated the falling objects, Diana flew toward him and instead of attacking him from the front, she circled him and attempted to land a turning kick from behind. This time, she coated her hands and feet with a purple aura for a more devastating assault.

Quickly, from where he stood; Seth turned around and blocked the kick with his wrist. Though he blocked her attack, somehow her attack still connected. As a result, the fabric of his sleeve wore out. He looked at his wrist and gritted his teeth, infuriated by the prospect of that attack.

"You're powers are getting on my nerves!" Seth bawled.

She smiled and said, "Come now, you did ask if I had something new in my arsenal. Why are you complaining?!"

She propelled herself from his wrist and stood on her feet. Swiftly, with profound speed, she landed a barrage of kicks on different sections of his body. She performed this maneuver in seconds. She kicked him on the lower side of his leg, on the thigh, and finally on the kidney zone. Seth groaned in response to the unprecedented combo attacks.

She rotated and attempted to land a turning kick toward his jaw. He grabbed her heel and smirked, "Nice try," he retorted. He seized her foot and hoisted her, he then tossed her away. After doing so, he looked down at his hands and realized that even though he had managed to get rid of her, it had not been without a price. The flesh of his palms gradually peeled away.

"Damn you Diana!" He snorted childishly. As he looked ahead, Sam stood afloat and stretched his hands at him.

"What is he doing, I thought that he'd fire one of his ultraviolet beams?" He pondered.

The moment that Sam unleashed a shimmering light from his hands, he concluded what he was doing.

He placed his hands together in front of his countenance to block the attack. It would seem that Sam released an ultraviolet ray at him. Fortunately, his foresight saved him as he would've been blinded by that ultraviolet ray.

Sam smirked, admiring his brother's foresight, "Classic Seth, he blocked my attack. I wouldn't expect anything less."

He flew to Seth and fired multiple disc-shaped ultraviolet blasts. Seth removed his hands from his wrists and saw the incoming attacks. He formed a shield with his right arm and deflected the discs. 

With his foe distracted, Sam landed a powerful strike toward his countenance. Or so he thought, as Seth sidestepped him by moving to the side and chopped on the neck while he flew past. He was gobsmacked when he realized how quick his reaction speed was.

"Impossible! I had where I wanted," he muttered as his eyes widened.

Seth chopped him on the neck, thereby taking him out as he collided against the ground. As he lay face-flat on the ground. Seth approached him and stood behind him. He raised his foot and enabled spikes to grow under it. He shoved his foot on Sam's right shoulder blade and applied more pressure to the stomp.

Sam shrieked in agony as a searing sensation pierced through his flesh. Seth raised his foot and stomped him on the right shoulder plate again. A crimson stream gushed out. When he removed his foot from his shoulder blade, the spikes went back and his foot was ordinary again. He circumnavigated him and halted in front of his face.