The man wasn't phased seeing apprear in front of him, a small purple sphere appearing between him and Lucian, exploding into a poisonous gas.
Lucain pressed forwarding without any care, the poison was too weak to bypass the protection of his flames. If anything, they were like a quick snack, a minor energy source that his flames quickly devoured.
The moment, he stepped out of the small fog, he was welcomed with a huge purple fist the size of his face planting itself into his head.
BANG!!
The sound of the fist moving through the air and landing on his face was like a bullet going off and Lucian felt his head jero back before his day followed.
His disguise had been smashed to bits but, the flames still covered his face.
He got back to his feet and saw the man who had once again closed in. The change in size didn't do much to alter his speed.
He was almost as fast as before, with a little speed loss.
"Stay down!"
