Austaire and Mardonio clashed with the transformed Aurelus, giving everything they had. The ground quaked beneath each strike, while the Dark Fate roared with cruel laughter, circling like vultures savoring death.
Side by side, the two stood bloodied yet unbroken, fending off Aurelus's crushing power like riders trying to tame a raging bull.
Each swing of his blade split the air, shockwaves ripping through stone and earth, but they held their ground together, protecting one another in desperation.
[SHIELD ROAR]
Austaire braced herself, shield raised as radiant energy surged through her frame.
The roar thundered out, tearing across the battlefield like a lion's cry, blasting stone pillars into dust.
But Aurelus did not falter. He strode through the storm of light, untouched, fire still dancing along his frame.
"Disappointing," he said coldly, and his sword flashed in a triple slash too fast for the eye to follow.
BLOCK!BLOCK!
SLASH!
The last strike broke through.
