He moved.
Flash closed his eyes. He wasn’t a scientist. He wasn’t a wizard. He was a quarterback from Earth who’d fallen into a rocket ship.
Ming laughed. “You’ll never reach it. The harmonic field will shred you atom by atom.” flash gordon vpx
“The core is protected by a harmonic resonance field,” Dale continued. “Flash, your pulse rifle, your rockets… even your fists. Nothing physical can touch it. You need to destabilize its frequency .”
From the shadows, a slow clap echoed. Ming stepped out, his cloak woven from living shadow. His fingernails were razor shards of obsidian. He moved
Ming stared, his composure cracking like cheap porcelain. “Impossible.”
He hurled the shard. It spun end over end, struck the main power conduit, and exploded in a shower of violet sparks. He wasn’t a wizard
“Dale,” Flash said calmly. “Now.”