Amon suddenly thought of something…
To master martial arts at a fundamental level…who said he couldn't use aether? He just had to use its internal form of application.
He exhaled a chilly breath and his innate aether suddenly began to madly flow within him, distorting the surrounding flow of aether as with a low shout, his blood exploded with power and he punched upward.
He didn't invoke any aether and yet, the kinetic impact of his fist seemed to resonate with the atmospheric aether and fuse into it, clashing into the two spell circles above and shattering them.
Selia and Ratasha were taken aback seeing this, blood leaking from the corner of their lips as their innate aether was thrown into disarray.
Amon looked at his fist once again and slowly nodded.
'So the first keys are resonance, blood infusion and innate cycling…'
He lowered his stance and extended a fist, his gaze steady as he watched the madly screaming Oroh shoot at him.
