Standing my ground as the horde of Zombies rushed through the hole opened up by the injured Death Knight Grade Undead that Brenden had been fighting, I activated my Psy-Kinesis, then triggered my Augmentation skill, enhancing my legs to the maximum.
Then, with a smirk plastered across my hidden lips, I raised up the frisbee-sized device, toggled two switches, and flung it directly at the DK.
The instant the disk left my hand, I kicked off the ground, propelling myself backward, and watched as the undead acted in a manner befitting a monster of its intelligence.
Believing the disk to be a weak attack, the undead moved to slash through it with its sword, but right before it made contact with the device, my chilling voice filled the tunnel.
"Art…Is an Implosion!"
CLANK
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