C470 If You Don't like It You Can Just Hit Me!!

A thunderous shout reverberated through the air as the razor-sharp moonblade plunged into the heart of the energy storm. The elder with the salt-and-pepper beard's pupils dilated in shock, his right arm severed cleanly at the shoulder, his body hurled away by the detonation of Gene Energy.

With a resounding "Bang!" the old man slammed into a towering tree