Fury’s knee made brutal contact with his opponent as he drove himself up and out of the chasm. Hardly waiting to see his foe suffer, he entered the relatively open air and looked down, fire still blossoming in his face. The aura of power Fury was exerting at that moment was nothing less than insane, and everything in the area could feel it. Webs blasting every direction as he surfaced, but all this power was coming at a great cost for the Fireen warrior.

[i]It must be finished soon, or my vessel’s strength will fade.[/i]

Using all his stolen energy Fury began to tense every muscle in his body, floating some distance above the entrance to the rocky pit. It was hard, possibly one of the hardest things he’d ever done, but slowly the rock upon either side of the cliff began to shift and crack. His telekinetic strength was massive now, leaving Fury capable of lifting nearly fifty tonnes of weight with energy alone. He utilized this now, preparing to bury his foe for good.