Fury went from a slowly recovering hover to a sudden burst of forward momentum leading into direct horizontal flight in a matter of moments. The Unbridled state left him with little in the way of mental faculties, diverting all possible energy and power to maintaining his body’s immediately bolstered durability and manipulation capabilities. The second skin forming around him was dense and clearly visible even at distance, pulsing periodically with the depleted but still significant reservoir from the World Machine on his back. Fury had been injured and had utilized more energy than was safe for him in a single confrontation, and yet he was still stronger than he had ever been before. Partly fed by the perversion of Kanitah’s World Machine, but predominantly by the burning rage directed at his skeletal foe, the Fireen warrior could not fathom any danger to his person in the pursuit of his vengeance. There was only Fury, and the power and responsibility that came with it.

As he flew towards the Dreamer he too rose into the air, clearly gathering power in his sword in preparation for some great blow directed at either him or the fleet above. Fury took only the precaution of rapidly increasing his altitude and decreasing it, along with zig-zagging unpredictably through the air with no discernible pattern. He was flying at a break-neck two hundred miles per hour, and the thoughtless expulsion of energy saw his evasive manoeuvres earn themselves a respectability of sorts. To the naked eye he would be an exceedingly difficult target, rapidly darting from one spot to another, unconsciously strafing his enemy rather than flying directly at him. If the Void had not been subtly manipulating its puppet, Fury would have simply flown straight at Skallagrim and damned the consequences. However, the Void allowed him some part of his once fairly competent mind. 

As he cleared the distance two burning discs of energy formed, one in either hand, mimicking his earlier assault. Having drawn Skallagrim out of his defensive position, Fury was finally able to effectively utilize his most flexible weapon, one which he hoped would see his foe destroyed. Leaking energy that formed his outer shield and swiftly crafting two iridescent crescents of force that could easily shear through metal, Fury erratically closed on his hated enemy, drawing nearer with each second.