He slowly clenched his right fist, his knuckles cracking like thunder. His skin hardened, his flesh morphing until his hand looked like it was carved from pure, polished jade.
"[Iron Fist]!"
His fist ignited with a blinding golden light, and Lionel threw a devastating punch directly at Igris's face.
*BOOM!*
The punch hadn't even made contact, yet the entire building trembled violently. Down in the main hall, the other customers froze, their food rattling on the tables as they looked up in confusion.
Inside Morning Room 4, the very air fractured under the pressure.
Igris completely ignored the warping space around him. He didn't move an inch.
"[Emperor Star Fist]!"
