"Now, why don't you just admit defeat and become my pawn, yeah?" Lucas laughed. "No matter how strong you are, you can't defeat me in your current state. I'll make this a battle of endurance and you'll lose."
Quinn replied with a roar, "If you think this can stop me, you're a fool!"
Immediately, dark, ominous energy enveloped him, crackling around him like a swirling tornado.
Powerful gusts of wind erupted, causing Lucas to squint his eyes in discomfort as the black vortex in front of him only grew even taller and wider.
"Must I always jinx myself?" Lucas sighed, resigning to his stupidity and hopping a few meters back to create a safe distance between himself and his opponent.
"From the shadows, I call forth the spirits of the departed!"
From the center of the black vortex, a thundering sound reverberated throughout the world.
