Ethan and Crash moved like blurs through the warehouse, their clash a chaotic symphony of shockwaves and flickers of motion.
It was a good call for Ethan to be included in the mission if not Crash alone could've turned the battlefield into a slaughterhouse.
Though Ethan wasn't a true speedster, his mastery of Force Might and the skill {Flow} made him more than a match.
He didn't just keep up—he was slightly suppressing Crash, a feat that would've been unthinkable to anyone who knew the kind of terror Crash could be.
But Crash wasn't just fast—he was pissed.
As they collided again, his mind churned with frustration.
'How?' he thought.
'How can someone without any affinity for speed keep up with me?'
His ability {Speed Zone} was the culmination of years of relentless training, his body refined to harness speed like no other.
Yet Ethan, with no affinity, no legacy of speed, moved like a speedster and that made Crash furious.
That fury boiled over.
