I surged forward with a flicker step. The Titan struck down, and I weaved under it, planting a palm into its side.
Burn Stack: 3
I followed up with two more hits—ribs, hip, lower spine.
Its movements slowed—trying to calculate what changed.
'Too late.'
"Your copy's outdated now."
I backflipped, flared my core, and shifted.
Explosive Ember.
The fire burst from beneath me like a jet engine. My limbs thickened with flame as every strike now carried momentum and detonation.
I shot forward.
BOOM!
One strike to the chest.
BOOM!
Another to the jaw.
Then a spinning heel—straight into the mana core glowing beneath its sternum.
KRAKOOOM!
Its body shuddered—cracks spidering out like glass.
I landed, one hand bracing against the floor, smoke rising off my shoulders.
"You're not copying me anymore."
The Null-Titan staggered back, molten cracks webbing across its plated chest. For the first time… it bled.
