Akiol coughed violently. The amount of Aura he had to expend just to use a pseudo form of {Blazar Jet} had exceeded his expectations. It occurred to him he was truly being spoiled by {Ideal}. The Aura consumption reduction was truly too good.
It took him several moments to stabilize the Aura keeping his body intact. In these few short moments blood began to travel down Akiol's nose and ears. Additionally. . . the Oorden was moving towards him.
Rue jumped on top the Oorden's back and hooked her blades onto another plate of the cloaking armor. Empowered by Demonic Energy she ripped it off so violently it caused the Oorden to stumble.
This allowed Akiol to recover fully, "Hank! Focus on the exposed parts!"
"Can do!", Hank was a professional and didn't question the order.
Pang-pang-pang-!