[ The construct, a being of shadow didn't have the same... durability that Shade did. While the master was an immortal -- or as close to being one that he'd found -- this was simply an extension of his will, and it showed.

It screeched, when the energy hit it, and made quite the exit, sinking into the ground while it howled, fingers trying to grasp the edges of the pool of shadow it fell into, even if it only served to make it slip into the shadows quicker.

Shade himself, on the other hand, clapped, from an alleyway, that smile on his face, and the damage to his side didn't even seem to be an issue anymore. ]

Interesting abilities, but I'm afraid wiping me off the Earth won't do you any good. I'm immortal, you see. It just serves to...annoy me.