And Abel kept walking, the wall of air not even slowing him down and the explosion hadn't even singed his clothing.. There was a slight shimmer around his body, as if he was covered in glass. "You're pathetic, the Star Clan is dead, as it should have been centuries ago. They might of survived.. If it wasn't for their pitiful leadership, their sub-par magical abilities, and their inability to hold their ground against ANYTHING that came along." Abel announced, laughing as he mocked Jeffery's entire race and empire. "Not to mention their failed rebellion against God.. If you could even call that a rebellion, did you even scratch his floor? Or is that asking to much of your grand power?" Abel continued to mock the man, getting closer and closer with each passing second.