A sharp, unsettling void opened within Leo as the connections to his underlings were suddenly cut. His face contorted with pure vexation. "Useless!" he hissed, the words dripping with contempt.
From the sidelines, Julian watched the storm of anger on Leo's face. "It would appear your strategy has backfired," he noted, his voice laced with a knowing calm.
Julian vanished and reappeared in flashes of lightning, his blade slicing through the air with divine speed. Leo countered with a roar, freezing the ground beneath them and summoning jagged shards of ice that erupted upward like a field of spears.
Julian deflected them midair, his shadow tendrils reaching out to shatter the frozen spikes before they could impale him. He retaliated by hurling a barrage of gravitational knives, spinning blades of black steel that curved through the air, guided by his control over space itself.
