Her movements were a dance of grace and precision, her body twisting away like smoke evading a blade.
She threw a punch, connecting right at Aaron's jaw with explosive force.
The impact should have shattered bone, the raw power behind it crackling through the air.
But her arm was swallowed by the shadow covering Aaron's face.
It passed through the darkness like plunging into a bottomless hole, the void twisting space in defiance of physics.
Her hand emerged behind her own back, manipulated by Aaron's control over shadow and space.
The punch connected with her spine instead, the force reverberating through her body like a shockwave.
Lilith was sent flying by her own strike, stumbling a few steps forward toward Aaron.
Pain flared briefly across her features, but it was quickly masked by that ever-present smile, her balance recovering in an instant.
Aaron wasn't one to let a chance slip away. His mystic eyes had foreseen the opening, every detail laid bare in his vision.
