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Guinevere's silhouette vanished in an instant, a sharp crack rupturing the air in her wake. A streak of black lightning lanced down from the skies at the same time, colliding violently with the spot she had occupied seconds ago.
Upon contact, the lightning exploded outward in a flash of thunderous impact. The ground beneath the impact site convulsed, before collapsing inward. A crater gouged itself into the earth, dirt and stone flung into the air like pieces of shrapnel. Spiderwebbed fissures splintered outward, crawling across the area with unsettling speed.
Guinevere's figure materialized several paces away, a low hum slipped past her lips, though it lacked any amusement.
("It's adapting faster than anticipated…") she thought, eyes narrowing toward the massive form before her. ("And now it's begun resisting larger-scale spells. I'll need to rely on smaller, more refined ones.")
