Essence swirled in the air as both parties readied themselves…
Uriel's grip over his spear tightened, deadly charges sparking as the tip of the spear glowed blue.
His eyes locked on his opponent. He calculated both their distance and location, and he smiled imperceptibly.
His short brown hair fluttered in the wind. He arranged his stance, readying a charge.
Opposite him, still recovering from the pain of losing another piece of herself, Shaine cocked her arrow, lining her sight with her prey.
At this point, she threw her all into this strike. Energy that once powered all five constructs now fueled a single attack.
Her eyes pulsed red, the bow stretched taut, and the arrow glinted with a deadly gleam. She wielded the Arcane Archer class.
Striking her foe down was an everyday task. Her mind cleared, focusing her every being into this strike. Her eyes locked on her prey as she calculated all possible maneuvers he could possibly pull.
