Apollo's figure streaked through the sky like a comet in the air. The wind elemental could hardly even tell that he was coming.
A clear bang resounded.
It was only until Apollo pierced directly through, did it notice.
"HAHA... Kiekekie."
Apollo held onto the side of his face with his free hand. Well, what was left of it anyway. Almost all the skin covering his body had been torn off. But it wasn't actually from the collision with the wind elemental itself.
It was because Mark hardly held back in pushing Apollo forth, even if that meant his body would break down in the process. That didn't mean crashing through the wind elemental meant no injuries, however.
Many of his bones cracked while his flesh had clearly distorted. On the other hand, the wind elemental had only lost a bit of its shape, distorting slightly in the process.
The relative damage was quite disproportional, but Apollo still had the ability to regenerate.
Ey, I had it under control!
...Why don't you believe me?