Familiar stomps became both audible and felt through the vibrations against the ground. Urgency became everything as he quickly attempted to prep himself for the next round against Asterius.
--I need to do something about my shoulders. I can kiss any chance of defeating that monster goodbye while I'm like this.
Just like that, a thought flashed itself across his mind as a smile followed from the sheer joy of the solution that made itself present.
"Araphel: Inverse Hand…!"
Summoning the hand of shadows, he guided it down to his left wrist--taking a deep breath before making the magically conjured hand tug his arm forward with swift strength.
A loud pop followed the action as he let out a sharp gasp, feeling the ball of his arm find itself back to its rightful place in his shoulder, clenching his fist before raising his left arm.
