As soon as Edward and his group of bandits crossed the threshold of the main hall and walked a little forward, the man nicknamed Palms of Death started up excitedly.
«Someone strong is coming…»
~BANG~
The front door literally crumbled from a powerful kick. At the end of the corridor, a figure appeared, emitting the terrifying aura of a royal phaser of the 7th stage. His face was contorted with bloodlust.
«Filthy thieves, DIE!» – roared Stalber, throwing out his fists in front of him.
An incredibly hot stream of flame, resembling the mouth of a dragon, filled the corridor.
All the members of the Black Star clan were numb with horror. Is this what death looks like?..
Palms of Death made a hand pass, sending a water geyser towards the flame, thereby neutralizing the attack. If he did not possess the element of water, he would not be able to protect his comrades, and they would all turn into ashes!