By the time the illusory Yvonne appeared before him, Dasra already clawed at her neck. But as the move neared target…
*BAM*
…a violent kick hammered Dasra's left side, sending him spiraling in the air across several backflips before stabilizing himself. Not giving him any time to rest, the illusory Yvonne surrounded him with hundreds of punches, claws, spears, and kicks, each carrying one-thousand time the might of the original body which now also seemed to be in an illusory stage.
*BAM* *BAM* *BAM*
If at first Dasra barely managed to block the moves, soon, he was utterly overwhelmed by the armada of blows that rained upon him from all sides and hurled him higher in the sky. A frown contorted his silver eyes.
"Hateful…hateful…incomparably hateful!"
Aakash snapped, unable to endure this sight. And at his right, Nehal's mood wasn't much better, because both of them could see the source of Yvonne's massive strength leap.
