"Try to escape this!" Orpal roared.
"With pleasure!" Derek laughed as his chest and armor turned into a puddle of black metal.
Before Orpal could react, the Void merged back with his lower half and lunged at the Dead King with Ragnarök.
It took Night every ounce of her considerable skill to deflect the much heavier blade out of the line of impact and counterattack but she succeeded.
Night aimed at the Void's right arm wielding Ragnarök, dispelling the darkness of which it was made and sending the angry blade flying.
Derek shrugged off the pain and answered with a solid left punch to the gut that pierced through Orpal's guts and knocked him off Moonlight's back.
"Cut me. Smash me. Blast me into smithereens." The Void said while pulling Orpal close to look him in the eyes while Abomination Touch sucked the Dead King dry. "It doesn't work, brother."
