The release of a hundred times gravity in the surroundings forced Mark to his knees and before he got to counterattack, Mark's copy charged forward like lightning and gave a kick to his chin.
"Gravity Dome, activate." Mark hollered at the top of his lungs to hinder his copy's movements and also hoped to be free from the suppression.
*Ding! Skill launch has failed.
However, the result was a failure.
"Why?" this was the thought of Mark as his vision blurred while the kick was connected, sending him fly away tens of meters backward. Pain radiated from his chin and blood trickled down his lips, but he gritted his teeth and tried to push himself up, with his muscles straining against the crushing gravity. However, it was to no avail, for he could only barely lift his head.
When his eyes met his copy, the latter was seen smirking, "Is that all you've got?" the copy taunted him further.
