No issues.
I warped, folding space in an instant, blinking out of sight just before the arcane arrow and the berserker's sonic wave collided.
WHOOSH.
The two attacks slammed into each other instead, their powers clashing violently in midair. The arrow's unstable energy detonated the instant it struck the vibrating wall of sound, and the result was catastrophic.
BOOM!
The explosion ripped through the clearing, a shockwave tearing leaves from branches and sending splinters of wood flying. For several heartbeats, smoke and dust swallowed the battlefield, the acrid tang of burned mana stinging the back of my throat.
Through the haze, I remained still, watching.
The goblin archer's silhouette shifted on his branch as he squinted through the smoke, bow still raised. His voice carried across the chaos, uncertain.
"Did we get him?"
No, I thought, lips curling faintly. You didn't.
