Into the Wastelands

Edgar on the otherhand merely waited long enough for Korwa and Weiss to get clear, before spinning on his heel, and flinging his palm out, unleashing a shockwave that ripped the ground up in a wide fan in front of him, for miles around. The sound of the blast was like a concussive explosion.

"No more games... I am sick and tired of games..." his multi-layered voice came out of the dust cloud. Now he had the terrain ripped up to slow down the alien, Edgar focused his psionics on her invisible form. Cloaking device?

"You can't hide from me..." he said, before raising his hands again, the ends each digit on both hands held aloft tiny sparks of crimson light.