Golden eggshell fragments twinkle as they shatter with the ripples, while the Goblin Winter Ghost roars furiously, swinging its rebounding massive fist once more. The cold wind on its knuckles disperses the golden light, pressing aggressively towards the Hero's face.
At the same time, the Hero's chanting reaches its end; the joined finger claws swiftly come apart, the originally crimson Fiery Flame having transformed into a sinister Black Flame, coiling around her fists.
The Goblin Winter Ghost's punch is inches away, with no time left to gather more strength, but still, the Hero fearlessly swings her fist to counterattack.
In terms of strength and size, the Hero is far inferior to the hulking Goblin before her. The finger claws on her small fists, in comparison to the massive fist wrapped in Raging Wind turbulence, appear almost miniature – as if hitting a rock with an egg.
