Considering the pain didn't last, there was clearly no lasting damage. This was something VERY good to know. It meant he could choose to withstand it as long as his body could with little consequence
Come in close Vanitas certainly did decide to, but he made little attempt to hide he was coming. His dark form leapt from where he'd vanished to: the balcony of a tall building. He didn't land on his feet, but rather, sank into the ground, indicated only by an electric cloud of red and black energy. The creeping storm suddenly rushed towards the seemingly unarmed Luxord.
The electric dark fog simply slides under any defense Luxord puts up. As it slides under him, a wide column of fire wrapped in darkness shoots from the ground. So does the broad spinning sweep of his Keyblade as he launches himself into the air. Even in the unlikely event it didn't connect, he opts out of a second strike and launches at least a half dozen orb-like fireballs to rain down onto the ground.
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Come in close Vanitas certainly did decide to, but he made little attempt to hide he was coming. His dark form leapt from where he'd vanished to: the balcony of a tall building. He didn't land on his feet, but rather, sank into the ground, indicated only by an electric cloud of red and black energy. The creeping storm suddenly rushed towards the seemingly unarmed Luxord.
The electric dark fog simply slides under any defense Luxord puts up. As it slides under him, a wide column of fire wrapped in darkness shoots from the ground. So does the broad spinning sweep of his Keyblade as he launches himself into the air. Even in the unlikely event it didn't connect, he opts out of a second strike and launches at least a half dozen orb-like fireballs to rain down onto the ground.
"I don't care about your rules."