At one point in time, Samuel Baker had enveloped both Maric and himself in a bubble, using that to float towards where Matt might be shooting from. Different types of round had punctuated the force field around them and the surrounding environment including but not limited to full metal jackets, artillery rounds, futuristic cybernetic rounds and some rounds that seemed to manifest pseudo-singularities around them. All of these had been dispatched and rendered ineffective. Even as they swiftly approached, drones had manifested at Matt’s whim, anti-aircraft artillery and even anti-personnel sentry artillery were utilized against the floating bubble. Samuel Baker would just stretch his open palm towards these unmanned weapons and then he’d squeeze and close his fists tightly. By doing so, he crushed these ‘gadgets’ with ease by manifesting a forcefield around them in the form of a bubble and causing it to compress whatever was trapped in it to oblivion.Maric could only watch as his pa

The head of the Samsara Serpent towered far above Nelson, into the gathering dark clouds, growling and hissing at the same time. It took a whiff of the air and exhaled loudly before letting out a deep throaty growl that quaked the earth beneath it.“That accursed Puppeteer, waking me up before my time. Now, I am weaker than normal. Your time will come.” An ancient voice emanated from the serpent and filtered itself into Nelson’s ears. “Brat, I told you, didn't I? You are going to die. I just didn’t say when.”Nelson stood frozen about a hundred metres from the serpent that seemed to be relishing the wind. Somewhere far beyond the shores of the island, a muffled rumbling noise ran through the approaching dark clouds. Not that Nelson noticed.‘Move your body! Move your body, fool!’ Nelson screamed internally, willing himself to move from the area.He just stood there, in the mana-devoid area, looking at the serpent.The serpent turned its attention from the clouds to the sole human that

Descending into the foggy dimly lit cavern, beams of frost energy, high impact kinetic projectiles and extremely compressed volatile forcefields were launched downwards to assault their adversaries.Countless booms and bangs resounded and shook the large cave, causing rubble to fall from the ceiling above. And it was amidst this carpet bombardment that they landed.Fuck! Fuck! Nelson grinded his teeth in frustration. Why was it so foggy and humid?! He’d have dispersed this fog and lit up the cave by now.Samuel clapped his hands once from within the bubble that held them all and the fog was evenly pushed out till about 850 metres were clear and fog free. That was when they now had the opportunity to take in the ‘scenery’, and their assailants that had also been pushed outwards.‘I am getting the hang of this complex ability.’ Mr. Baker nodded to himself satisfactorily before inspecting the area.The immediate 100 meters of the cohort had been brutalised. Craters, cracks, metal pikes a

Time seemed to slow as two of the clones pushed forward with javelin thrusts while the last one and Maric himself hurled their lethal weapons at the Puppeteer. Somewhere in the distance, Nelson was running forwards slowly with a glowing staff that seemed to have an inferno burning within its structure.“Clown. You're too useless!” The Puppeteer growled and clapped its hands.A large bundle of strings blew out from him in a large tsunami like wave rendering all attacks directed at it null. Strings, in their hundreds, twisted to form spears and prepared to launch at both advancing parties.Samuel, with his hands stretched out, saw this and doubled his effort into keeping his shields’ structural integrity at maximum. Just a few of those strings had caused great strain on his forcefields, it was a no-brainer what hundreds of them would be capable of, especially when bundled together to form an even sturdier and lethal construct.The spears solidified into a crystalline mass of weapons and