The Ultimate Host

The clone levitated over the destruction caused by the Giant Fireball. Black smoke was everywhere. If that Giant Fireball could wipe out hundreds of thousands of people, it surely could fucking kill one person. The clone scanned the area just in case. No sign of life was picked up. The clone was about to leave until a hundred spikes came towards him. The clone stood in the air and the spikes phased through him. "It's useless no matter- suddenly the clone looked up and thousands of purples beams ran down his head. All the beams phased through his body. Suddenly Cross jumped out of the smoke with aura formed around his leg and kicked the clone in the chest. The clone vomited out blood and staggered back. Cross then fused a beam in his hand and rushed the clone. He grabbed the clone by his face and made the beam explode. The clone had smoke coming from his face flying from the sky like a person without a parachute. The clone smashed on the ground creating a crater. Cross landed on the clone's chest using him as a substitute to land on the ground perfectly. The force of Cross feet which had aura surrounding them made the clone vomit out blood. He lost at least twelve pints of blood. The clone was taking a lot of pain. As he was about to land the final blow the clone dispersed.