The entirety of Simyon's body was glowing light blue, small sparks of energy coming off it. Even Liam had to admit that Simyon looked somewhat cool right now.
As if a god had descended upon Pagna to protect them. The energy and power surging through him were impressive.
"You think some fancy tricks are going to fool me!" Sha Mo shouted as a giant fist was launched toward the group.
In the middle of a swing by Sha Mo, Simyon had jumped from his position and zapped right to the fist. His body crashed into it and held it in place.
The fist was still moving forward, which showed the sheer power Sha Mo had, but Simyon was faring a lot better compared to before.
"Come on, we have to keep moving as well. Simyon's just slowing down the fists so we can act," Safa ordered.
As she quickly swooped around, running to the side, Sha Mo saw this and moved quickly, pulling his fist back, this time heading for Safa.
