As Vareth launched another devastating sequence, his blade carving patterns of destruction that left afterimages burned into the air itself, Jolthar made a decision that would terrify the whole elven community.
Ael'koryna had only one true power all their lives, and it was chaos. They grew up with chaos, so they weren't aware and wouldn't dare to practise other sources.
Ekatarina held her breath as she noticed Jolthar doing something. The sudden shift in his aura made her sense that.
He reached deep within himself, past the chaos energy that had become his signature, down to the blue aura that marked his mastery of the sword.
For a moment that stretched like eternity, he held both powers in perfect tension, feeling them strain against each other like opposing magnets.
Then, with an act of will that sent shockwaves through the assembled observers, he forced them to merge.
