Third Person's POV
Ethan remained calm and maintained his focus razor-sharp on the shadowy figures that lunged at him with their erratic twisting movements.
Without hesitation, he aimed his broken saber and unleashed a barrage of mini Shadow Frost Nova bullets.
Guided by his natural aim and soul sense, the bullets streaked through the air like spectral comets.
They struck true as each one pierced the foreheads of the twisting shapes lunging at him.
Their bodies recoiled violently from the impact as if struck by an invisible hammer.
Yet no thudding sound followed.
Before hitting the ground, the shadows dissolved into different streams that coiled like serpents and reformed into new figures though they were slightly smaller.
Tch. That won't work.
Ethan's expression hardened. He repeated the process once more, but the results were the same.