C111 Bubble Blower

I couldn't help but take in a breath of cold air. In a panic, I hurriedly formed a seal and chanted an incantation to condense the Palmar Thunder.

The Ghost Infant roared at me like a demonstration, its thick arms pounding against its chest like an angry gorilla.

"Go to hell!" I yelled, rushed forward, and struck his bird with my palm.

With a bang, the Palmar Thunder exploded with a loud bang