[i] The blast knocks Lance back several feet, sending him spinning through the air as he lands gracefully on his feet.[/i] "Ohhhh, I like that one." [i] Lance said with a grin, a ball of shadow forming at the base of his armored stomach. [/i] "Now let's see if you've ever seen this." [i] The ball of shadow raised above Lance's head, beginning to elongate and shape itself.[/i] "Leech..Impale." [i] He uttered two words, the liquid darkness twisting and stretching until it's around eight feet in length, and a foot in diameter. The final product, was a trident. A very scary, big, and dark trident. The shaft had tendrils of darkness stretching out and seemingly draining the color from the air and scenery around them. The water and fountain, grass, and even concrete lost their color and turned black and white, while the weapon seemed to hum in agreement. With a flick of his hand, Lance sent it hurtling towards Damien at an insane speed that could rival his own, the color and life of everything it passed meeting the same black and white fate, while the trident hummed and flowed with energy. [/i]