MAJOR GENERAL GREGORY MALLON
"Is that so? How about I show you a trick I just learned?" he says, suddenly sounding serious, his eyes like a crazed dog.
The attack comes from above. A single drop hits my shoulder first, and I realize what it's going to be.
I summon a triple-layer barrier to defend. This is one of my stronger defense options. I sense as the presence of the needle-like streams of high velocity water rain down on me. Before me, the droplets hit the floor, disintegrating everything they hit to dusts. But I remain unaffected.
"Too weak," I say to the man.
My words anger him some more. His raises his right hand, and I feel a huge presence gather in the space in front of me, looming twenty feet in the air.
"Oh yeah? How about this?" he says.
