“Soar With The Storm”. Zax punched from point blank.
The cloaked woman used the momentum of the collision with Fengar’s axe to turn around and meet Zax’s fist with the edge of her scythe.
BOOM!
SPLASH!
Zax felt a hot liquid, blood, hitting his face, and then a sharp pain in his right arm, as it was ripped.
“What?!” He was more stunned by finding himself wounded than the pain.
The scythe dispelled most of the Kinetic Force, the rest of it crashed against the protective mantle of the cloaked woman, compelling her to spit a mouthful of blood. Simultaneously, with her endurance, she stabbed the blade of her scythe in Zax’s stretched right arm and split across.
The confrontation sent the cloaked woman tumbling tens of meters backwards, while rendering Zax’s right arm useless, mostly.
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