The blue figure shot into the air, yellow lightnign arcing across it's skin. Both hands came together in front of it's chest, a large ball of lightning gathering, as it's deep, melodic voice echoes out. 'You don't even know how many times you have died here, and yet you persist, vigilant in your ignorance. Allow me to show you the true folly of your ways.' Suddenly, it's body ripples, as three eyes form on the top of it's head. Long scarves spread out, flapping in the wind, red clothes seemingly materializing as the nanobots reassembled. High above flew Asura, grinning. 'Soular Elimination.'

A specialist technique, as the lightnign seems to flicker and glow. Pure soular force forms a connection, as both 5's and Kevin's soul begin resonating aggressively, as hundreds of tiny souls combine, generating a massive pulse. With an explosive burst, Kevin drops to the floor, his eyes glowing bright yellow, as he represses the urge to shout out. A pain that goes deeper than the physical, ripping into the very essence of his being, as his soul is torn at.

For a moment, Kevin simply sits there, wondering what he'd just been hit by. Had that been a soular attack?

Then it hits. Dropping to hands and knees, Kevin explosively vomits on the ground, blood rushing out and covering the floor. Over his entire body cuts appeared, blood spurting out, as if all the blood in his body had decided to flee. With a resounding crack, several of his ribs simply snapped, causing him to cringe in pain. Every breath seemed to increase the pain, as his own body ripped itself apart, a pool of blood spreading below him, darkness hitting the edges of his vision.

Lightly, 5 hits the ground, energy having dissipated. 'Your soular resistance is nonexistant. This time, you didn't even protect yourself from me. Your friends didn't help you. Do you even conceive of what just occured to you? You wish to face the most powerful combat magic in the multiverse, without even knowing how to defend yourself? Your ignorance astounds me with every death.' The mockery in his tone is mixed with a sadistic pleasure, as if he were about to drop into a giggling fit.