Two large wind orbs circled in Raze's hands, glowing with a sharp, cutting aura. For the first time in all of his battles during this event, he made the first move. With a sharp thrust of his arms, the orbs were launched into the air, spinning as they curved and twisted into intricate, unnatural shapes.
The crowd leaned forward, their eyes widening. Many of the mages watching had never seen a wind spell shaped like that before. It wasn't the raw destructive power that made it impressive, it was the technique, the refinement. Only those who specialized in wind magic recognized the complexity, and they exchanged murmurs of disbelief.
