When he recovers from the crash, he's standing a few feet away from Ty, coming up from a crouch as the energy wave passes by.
He wipes a small strea of yellow blood away from his nose.
"Your best shots, boy. Now let's see you take mine."
The rings on his finger glow, then shoot towards the gem in his chest. And it unleashes a crackling beam of energy towards Ty, vaporizing the very air as it goes.
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