"Are you shitting me? How can it not work?" Smoke Pac was shocked by this discovery. "This is supposed to be my most powerful technique."
He didn't have enough time to figure out an answer, not in his current predicament. Hence, he spat the Devil's Cigar out of his mouth and searched for other means to defend himself. In the midst of doing so, he incurred several minor injuries from the sneaky Smokepires that caused his interface to go crazy with health alerts.
"These bastards are getting on my last nerve. I will have to bring out the big gun." Saying this, Smoke Pac's chest cavity widened again. This time, more magical cubes came out that coagulated into a single object.
"Oh yeah! Time to blast some ass!"
Bam! Bam! Bam!
