"Put your back into it! You can't hope to get stronger if you don't take an active role in battle!" Syrion shouted, slapping one of Gwen's attacks away.
Gritting her teeth, Gwen lunged forward into Syrion's guard with her flames wrapping around her weapon.
But before she could even attack, moonlight crashed down, extinguishing it.
"You're getting too tunnel visioned. Expand your horizon. You have Vision, use that to your advantage. Don't fall for the first gap you see." Syrion explained, pushing Gwen away and creating some distance between them.
"I haven't even started to craft my seventh blade. What do you think would happen if I chose to go all out? Do you really think you can hunt me for your Seventh Sigil?!"
Biting her lip, Gwen summoned her spear and stabbed it into the ground.
Resonance!
A radiant golden glare burst outwards with Gwen in the centre.
