Asher's body rematerialized a short distance ahead, his stance composed, his breathing steady. Ryaen's black eyes snapped toward him instinctively, sensing his presence, but before she could react, Asher was already in motion.
Lightning crackled into existence, wild but tamed, racing along the length of his rapier with blinding speed. It surged like living energy, building to a crescendo. Without pause, his form shifted seamlessly, transitioning into a decisive slash.
With a thunderous roar, the forest ignited in incandescent brilliance. A crescent-shaped arc of purple lightning ripped forward, tearing through the air with devastating force.
Ryaen did not hesitate. Astra surged into her palm, precise and controlled, as she moved into another skill with flawless timing.
Bone Wall
