'Electro-step.'
The hunters were oblivious until it was too late. The first sign of trouble was a faint crackle from the activated skill, quickly followed by a sharp crack as Dasha's Thunder Clap Palm hit the nearest hunter. The man was flung backward, his chest caved in from the force. Panic erupted among the hunters.
Too slow. He zipped past toward another hunter and slammed his palm to their ribcage. No flowing mana and inadequately worn armour. His gauntlets resonated, black in colour, and blasted the hunter away to their death.
"What the hell?!" one of the Monster Hunters shouted, drawing his sword. The others followed suit, weapons at the ready, but they couldn't see their assailant. Thunder Clap Palm claimed its next victim, striking the back of the skull. The death was nearly instantaneous. Death was looming.
"But the law—"
"Can't be a Class Eight entity! Must be anti-magic!"
