Archer and the Alliance's pseudo-God continued fighting; they traded blows, but neither could gain the upper hand. While doing this, the enemy grinned and bragged, ''I've got a skill that can absorb all that force and return it to you, White Devil!''
When he heard this, he started laughing and punched the man with everything. He poured as much power as he could into his fists as they landed, causing booms to ring out, ''What about it! That's what makes it even more entertaining! I will have to take you beyond your limit!'' Archer retorted with a smirk.
Again and again, they exchanged blows; each hit harder and faster until the air around them trembled with the force of their strikes. His fist slammed into the Pseudo-God's ribs, sending a thunderous crack echoing across the landscape.
