Valentina realized that raw power and predictable patterns would only feed his adaptation. She needed to probe the nature of his very existence.
Her fingers began to move in a complex, hypnotic spiral, weaving a rare and dangerous detection casting into the tail end of her next elemental barrage.
This wasn't just an attack; it was a metaphysical probe designed to strip away illusions, to peel back layers of disguise and reveal the true face of whatever lurked behind his presence.
She had only used this technique twice in her entire career, both times against infiltrators who thought their magic could hide their sins.
VROOOOOM SHHHHIIIINNNN!
A pulse of translucent silver energy rippled outward from her spell, racing toward Xerollion like a wave seeking a shore. Valentina held her breath, waiting for the magical feedback that would signal a successful unraveling.
