Suspended in mid-air, Ethan's muscles tensed as he curled his fingers into a tight fist, preparing to unleash a powerful punch aimed squarely at Quin's face. Determination etched across his features, Ethan's focus narrowed, fueled by a surge of adrenaline.
But just as Ethan's fist was about to make contact, Quin's mouth parted, unleashing a torrent of searing flames that erupted towards Ethan.
The intense heat surged forward, threatening to engulf him. Reacting swiftly, Ethan instinctively brought both hands up, shielding his face from the blistering onslaught. Flames licked at his hands, and he winced as the scorching heat seared his skin.
Caught off guard by the fiery distraction, Ethan failed to anticipate the danger lurking behind him. In a swift and calculated move, Quin swung the blunt end of his deadly scythe towards Ethan's vulnerable spine.
The brutal strike connected with bone-jarring force, propelling Ethan through the air like a ragdoll.
