An Exchange of Attacks

The leader commanded through the ripples for the scouts to take shelter under protrusions among the sides of the houses. The moment they did, he ran through the paths before arriving within a narrow route.

The moment he arrived, his right hand shone with blue radiance, increasing in length to thrice his height. When he pulled his hand backward, the blue radiance retracted into it, forming a thin outline on his clothes.

The leader punched diagonally towards the sky, aiming at the ceiling of the house on his right. The blue projection shot forth like a whip, curving mid-air as the hand at its forefront moved to grab hold of a tile on the ceiling, breaking it before grabbing hold of the stone forming the ceiling. The nails in the hand dug into the walls as the whip-like body arched in the air.