Meanwhile...
While Gray faced Maelis alone at the center, his teammates were scattered around the other half of the field, locked in battle with her group.
"Why the hell is he fighting her alone!?" Ronan shouted, smashing his metal gauntlets together as flames exploded nearby.
Clang!
His voice barely cut through the thunder of clashing weapons.
"Don't ask me!" Lyra yelled back, lightning flickering around her body.
Her light brown hair danced wildly as a flash of electricity burst from her sword, slicing through the air toward the silver-haired dagger user.
"You know how Gray is!"
The wind mage spun her daggers and twisted sideways, her feet barely touching the ground as she dodged the lightning strike.
A rush of wind pushed her forward, and she slashed at Lyra's side.
SHINK!
Sparks flew as the blades met. Lyra gritted her teeth, swinging her sword with one hand while channeling more lightning into her other.
CRACK!
