Quentin's pupils constricted to pinpricks; horror flooded the cracks of his composure. That Mystic Tortoise Spirit Shield had cost him a fortune, yet Jared had erased it with one lazy tap.
Before he could rally the armor or any other trick, Jared's chaotic-force-lit finger slammed into his Umbral Ice Armor.
A brittle snap echoed under the trees. A sharp, glass-like crack rang out. The Umbral Ice Armor-strong enough to shrug off sacred blades-met the chaotic force and shattered, turning to glittering frost In a heartbeat.
The annihilating surge riding Jared's fingertip punched through the ruin of armor and flooded straight into Quentin's chest.
Urgh!
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