Caius, empowered by both Tempest's Grace and the destructive power of his Dominion of Storms, rushed at Lucy with everything he had. The storm he had summoned raged fiercely, the winds howling as if the sky itself was tearing apart.
Lightning struck the ground in rapid succession, and the earth trembled with the force of his power. Caius believed this storm would be enough to crush Lucy.
His form was a blur, his sword crackling with electrical energy as he moved with blinding speed. Every strike he aimed at Lucy was swift, precise, and filled with the force of the storm.
The winds screamed as they tore through the air, but Lucy stood her ground, her expression cold and unmoved.
Her Volcanic Aura flared around her, the intense heat radiating from her body dissolving the winds before they could touch her. Each time Caius swung his blade, Lucy blocked it effortlessly with her Volcanic Dragon Claws, her fiery eyes never leaving his.
