Silas VS Ozivox 2

Silas pressed on, his heart pounding. He closed the gap once more, his fist a blur as it collided with Ozivox's skull. The impact sent Ozivox staggering, his body struggling to stay upright.

Silas's fists stayed ready, his breath ragged.

When Silas summoned the clones, he wasn't expecting them to defeat Ozivox. No — they were merely bait. A smokescreen. While Ozivox was busy obliterating the copies, Silas activated Lightning Dash, his body surging forward in a flash of crackling energy. The gap between them vanished almost instantly.

Silas's eyes gleamed with a predatory focus. Now's my chance, he thought. His scythe materialized in his hand, the blade shimmering with a menacing glow. He fixed his gaze on Ozivox, who was still stumbling from the force of the Soul Jab and the flurry of punches. The once-arrogant mutant general's stance was unsteady, his confidence momentarily shattered.