Thread:The Purpur Man/@comment-26173711-20200109051446/@comment-35455126-20200116031925

Avon was impaled, with the mere force of his knives knocking him back. He was then impaled by Corpus’ wave of spikes, and appeared to be dead.

But then, he chuckled, before generating intense anti-gravitational force which tore the spikes and knives asunder and regenerating from the wounds.

“Nice little trick, Maya King.” Avon said as he approached them. “But you’ll have to do more than that. After all, even time is inferior to the likes of ANTI-GRAVITY!!!” He raised his hand and everyone got slammed into the ceiling. Hard.