"You interrupted us!" Lilith shrieked, her voice a high, childish screech that cut through the forest. All pretence of friendliness vanished, replaced by the raw, petulant fury of a spoiled child. Her manic gaze fixed on Elara. "This was my time with Ronny! Mine!"
Violet beams, faster and more vicious than before, shot from her fingertips.
Elara grunted, her gauntlets glowing as she deflected one, then another, but the sheer volume forced her back. Each impact threw sparks and left scorched earth where she had stood moments before.
Ronan watched from a distance, his mind racing. He was looking for an opening, a stutter in her rhythm, but there was none. She was a barrage of pure, hateful energy. He launched a fireball, a simple probe. Lilith didn't even turn her head. A flick of her finger sent a thin violet needle to intercept it, detonating the spell in a puff of harmless orange smoke.
