Alysa's bloodshot eyes widened as she tried to comprehend what she was looking at.
"Ah—!"
Before she could finish whatever sound was trying to escape her throat, Aren was already in front of her. His clawed hand came down in a single strike, lightning ether packed so densely around his fingers it caused the air to superheat itself and produce a slight whistle noise.
Alysa crossed her bow above her head, trying to guard against it.
CRACK!
The impact drove her knees into the water. For the first time since the fight begun, she had been forced on the back leg.
Aren narrowed his eyes as he analyzed the exchange. The attack hit clealy and the amount of ether he had poured into that strike should have been enough to shatter her guard completely.
Yet her bow remained intact, trembling beneath his claws while her ice and wind ether clashed against his own water and lightning.
