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There was another problem to consider, however.

The black sun. The darkening atmosphere.

That was no mere cosmetic side effect of Kallmakk’s presence. It was a sign that the feldeath was doing two things: boosting the potency of all its attacks, and also preparing one of it most powerful abilities. After having been obliterated by said ability twice in the past, Morgunov had taken to calling it “Domain Wipe.”

It was either that or “Darkness Nuke.” He wasn’t sure which was more apt, but he liked the sound of first one better.

Regardless, it was a thing that could not be ignored. If it was allowed to go off, it would probably kill everyone here simultaneously, and since he was the only one present who knew precisely how deadly it was, he couldn’t count on the others to stop it. If he did, and they failed, he and Bool would end up just as dead as the rest of them.

Truthfully, though, he was still a bit tempted to let it go. How funny would it have been if, after so much fighting with each other, Kallmakk just killed them all with one attack? In terms of ways to go out, that was quite a chucklesome one.

If he didn’t still have so much that he wanted to do, he might’ve done it.

With Invisibility, he circled around to the feldeath backside. It probably made no difference, since he fairly sure that Kallmakk had omnidirectional senses, but it wouldn’t hurt, either.

With his one remaining glove, he gathered his strength into his hand and barreled into the giant abomination with a flying punch, not holding back in the slight, because he knew the sucker could take it.

Kallmakk burst apart in an inky spray of black. The sun flickered and brightened, as did the rest of the sky, though it was noticeably slower to do so, as if a veil were being slowly peeled away.

That was better. The sun was still unnaturally dark, but that was fine. As long as it wasn’t black.

Now for the Roberts. They should’ve been--

He spun around in midair just in time to catch Koh with another hooking punch. The dog went flying again and left a satisfying crater in the ground when he landed.

Hmph. Sneaky little jerk. Almost caught him offguard again. If he hadn’t been anticipating--

From behind, he felt two hands grab his head.