"I said I'm taking EVERYTHING!" Jarod whispered, the black energy on his shoulder shaking wildly like a loose flag in the wind as the rubble that was once the building he was tortured relentlessly in began vibrating under the sheer pressure of the energy Jarod was emitting.
"Jarod!" Arlyn shouted. "You need to calm down! You need to think to beat him!" Jarod didn't even glance at Arlyn as he replied.
"I don't need to do anything," He with such loathing that it sent chills down her spine as she watched the wind begin to pick up, her hair blowing in her face as the dust began picking up around Jarod's feet. "I'll tear him down."
With that, Jarod's left hand opened as he pulled it back, crystals of ice rapidly forming on the ground below him before he pushed forward, sending several glacier-sized ice spikes towards the demon who had been the source of his suffering.
The demon who had taken his little sister.
