The pulsation of energy blew the two participants to the sides, sending their bodies down a world of pain as they collided with the craters that rose in the air. Jang had the worst of it.
His body was unable to withstand the cold, and ice had begun to creep up his body, starting from the fist that collided with the sword.
Raph, on the other hand, was quite fine; he stopped himself after crashing through a crater, stomping his foot on the ground to stop the momentum. A cold chill exuded out of his lips as he swung his blade to the side.
"Jang! That was merely the introduction! Be ready!"
Jang's expression was a comical revelation of what went through his mind. It was a mix of confusion, embarrassment, and especially anger.
