Bab 188: Fight (3)

His appearance was nothing short of astonishing—he looked totally unscathed, his beyond beautiful form seemingly untouched by the red dust of the mortal world.

Not a single hair on his head was out of place, his clothes were pristine, untouched by dust, and not torn in the slightest. It was as if the massive explosion had completely evaded him, or perhaps, had been rendered ineffective by some unseen protective measure he had employed.