Chapter 105: Overwhelmed
He lifted his boot, then stomped down hard on Fin’s left shoulder. A distinct crack echoed in the room. Fin cried out, his body arching off the floor for a second before collapsing back down. His left arm lay limp at his side.
"My abilities are diverse," the man continued, his voice unchanging. He nudged Fin’s useless left arm with his boot. "Your absorption is singular. Limited. You cannot adapt."
He crouched down beside him. He grabbed Fin’s right wrist, the one still pulsing faintly with the green knuckle construct. He examined it for a moment.
"Interesting construct. Unstable, but focused." He squeezed. The green energy construct flickered violently, then dissipated. He squeezed harder. More cracking sounds came from Fin’s wrist and hand. Fin grunted, biting his lip, his face pale.
The man released his wrist. Fin’s right hand spasmed, fingers bent at unnatural angles.
"Let’s see what happens," the man murmured, "when your absorption is overloaded."
He placed his hand flat on Fin’s chest. He pushed gently.
Fin’s eyes widened. The green aura around him flared violently, pulsing outwards erratically. It wasn’t leaking anymore; it felt like it was being force-fed, pushed back into him. Pressure built behind his eyes. He gasped, unable to breathe.
The man pushed harder. Green light pulsed faster, brighter, becoming almost blinding within the room. Fin’s body began to tremble uncontrollably on the floor. A low humming sound filled the air, emanating from Fin himself.
"Too much for you?" the man asked calmly. "Can’t process it?"
The humming intensified. Fin’s trembling became convulsions. Veins stood out on his neck and temples. The green aura sputtered, flickered between green and silver and something darker, chaotic.