Clash barked a squinty-eyed laugh as Kalth made a comment about his always being this way. To what Kalth said next, Clash simply answered, “Well, I’m testing you. Barkeep, I might mess this place up a little bit.” And with that, accompanied by a devilishly cocky smirk, he began to charge up a large supply of self-replenishing, seemingly endless tao magic, which manifested itself as a blue aura, thickening and spreading outward by the moment with its conjurer at the epicenter. This blue energy fluxion pulsed, traveling through the invisible aether substance filling the room, lancing out about the occupied space like horizontal azure lasers which went in every direction, perforating whatever they came into contact with.

With so many beams flying all at once, escape seemed futile, except perhaps for Mori with her shields, though they still might be penetrated depending on their nature. Ivy would be spared, but not Kalth or the earthling meta, ripe for the testing. “Denizens of Gaea, brace yourselves!” He laughed, spaded dragon’s tail swishing back and forth behind him.