Chapter 373: Power
“Art?” Vix asked, her voice tense.
“Working on it,” Art replied.
“I’m aware,” Vix said in a grim tone. “But that’s not what I’m talking about and you’re more than aware. You need to use it.”
“No.” Art’s fingers were so stiff that he could barely rifle through his deck of cards. The armor that Ursa was wearing was terrifying. There was absolutely no doubt about it — and he wasn’t even the only one in Starforge’s team that had it.
Ash wore similar armor, almost certainly made by the same smith. He was pretty sure that hers would be close to Ursa’s in strength. While Art wasn’t expecting Kien to lose, the odds were even more stacked against them than he’d originally thought.
Ursa cracked his neck and braced his hands in the air before him like he were pushing against a wall. The humming fragments of his armor flying around him begun to let out a high pitched whine. They trembled as power poured out from Ursa and into them.
I can’t stop the armor. There’s no way for me to take the magic from an inanimate object. Ursa has his magic again, but I suspect he’s not stupid enough to use it when he’s already revealed his armor’s abilities.
Art’s teeth gritted. He needed more time to think — but it didn’t look like Ursa was playing around anymore. The air before the large man buzzed and hissed as the energy infusing his armor intensified.
Furious arcs of electricity snapped to life between the armor fragments, forming into an undulating net. The pieces of flying armor flew outward, stretching the net until it was nearly fifteen feet wide. Even though there were holes in the electricity connecting them, fitting through any of them was a near-impossible task.