Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26052600-20160203043235/@comment-25547106-20160223012841

Armstrong takes the blow straight to the chest, the impact sending him a good foot back, his feet sliding along the stone floor. The impact sends a shockwave through the air, a burst of flame erupting in the air for a brief moment before snuffing itself out. Armstrong grunts, a small trickle of blood dripped from his pectoral muscle, where he'd been struck; the man's fist cutting him with the force. "Impressive! But not like the original..." Armstrong states, determination on his face. He says nothing before colliding his fist with the face of the man before him, releasing a larger shockwave than Narenyo's hit. However, there was no fiery doom to be seen; something that undoubtedly surprised Narenyo.