"It seems I'll be your escort to hell! Don't worry though, it's a one-way trip for the both of us!"
A guttural roar swelled and reverberated inside the dome walls. Rathe's entire body tensed up. The gorilla's production of essence and soul energy increased even further beyond his limits. A cough escaped Rathe's lips as well, as did drops of blood that trickled down his face. But the mighty roar wasn't stopped as Rathe leaped into battle with reckless abandon, as hastily as his overwhelmed body could muster.
Bicard's grin waned as he prepared to receive the next strike. He wasn't sure if tanking the blow was the right response, However, Rathe's new increase in speed was going to make complete evasion nigh impossible. So the king activated all the essence and spiritual energy he had. Given how self-destructive Rathe's attacks seemed to be, Bicard just needed to outlast those effects.
