"How? How is it possible!? I could have wiped out a building! You're a vampire too, aren't you!? Who's your Sire!?" Mark roared his question, angry after realizing that Uriel had kept his strength a secret for so long.
Uriel, though, wasn't in the mood for talking anymore. Mark had always pushed him over as he wanted, humiliated him and attacked him without reason. Only because he was poor, only because he was weak, but those days were over.
His eyes began glimmering as he activated his Dash skill and he bolted forward amidst blue sparks of flux energy, punching Mark in the face before he could even channel enough flux to create another fireball. Mark would have been sent flying at a distance if not for Uriel quickly catching up to him and hitting him again to the opposite side, taking turns between kicking and punching, treating Mark like a ball on a tennis court thanks to his enhanced speed.
