Above the sea, Erik's expression was cold and still, without the slightest ripple in his eyes.
Without a word, he silently raised his hand and abruptly activated Magnetic Field Manipulation. An invisible force field instantly enveloped the entire stretch of sea.
The successive fierce attacks from the others had already exhausted all the metal wreckage near the shore, melting every last piece.
Now, the only metal he could command lay far out at sea.
Several kilometers away, the Military Support Fleet waiting at anchor suddenly shuddered violently. Steel hull plates twisted out of shape, and equipment clattered thunderously on the decks. Each warship seemed gripped by an invisible giant hand, ready to break apart and capsize at any moment. Undercurrents surged beneath the sea, and the situation instantly grew tense.
Beside him, Alex Summers clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white and his veins bulged.
As he listened to Shaw's utterly arrogant taunts, towering rage burned away at his reason. He wanted nothing more than to charge forward immediately and fight him to the death.
Yet he knew with absolute clarity that his Plasma Energy posed no threat to Shaw. It would only become nourishment for him, increasing his strength. Such impulsiveness would accomplish nothing.
"Raven, take Alex Summers away."
Erik drew a deep breath of the cold, salt-laden wind, his voice low and utterly emotionless.
"You're not needed here. Hold the rear and protect everyone."
As his words fell, he drove his magnetic field at full power. Vast magnetic force stretched across the ocean as he prepared to forcibly dismantle the entire distant fleet, using countless pieces of steel as his ultimate killing move in a desperate fight to the death.
But just as the magnetic force was about to take shape, the fierce winds on