"Shit!" Arnark's face paled in response as he hurried to Slayer's rescue, transmitting a message to the other party, "Master, it seems we played right into their trap. We need to retreat now!"
"No, we're not cornered yet." Slayer grunted as he harnessed his powers to gradually push away the formless suppression affecting him, getting up on his own before grinning, "I'm not weak enough to be taken down by a single Grade 3 System. Even Apocalypse failed to do that while in Zaira's presence."
"Well…I'm stronger than the Apocalypse you faced." The eye in the sky uttered as a heavenly hand pressed forth from the skies, parting away the clouds; even though nothing changed in the surroundings with the arrival of the massive hand, Slayer was mentally pressured.
It was a mental attack!
"Kuk!" Slayer grunted as his body rapidly healed thanks to the Immortality of the Titans, "But…you're only a tad stronger than Apocalypse. That's nothing before…ME!"
Boom!
