Raven's eyes widened with shock. Even though she had cleanly sliced Eli's hand off, the Paragon paid no regard to it. He blocked her strike instantly—not just that, his movement was fast, too fast. She hadn't expected him to twist his hand in midair without proper stance and bring the strange rod down a second time.
Raven wondered in that moment.
'Should I use my ability…'
But she immediately decided against it—she didn't want to kill the Paragon or drag this into a drawn-out battle.
She was out of options as the rod came down. She would have to take the blow. However, a surge of wind rushed toward her, strange and different, with a thick green flow.
Thalen. The tide of wind struck Eli's flank like a pillar and sent him reeling through the air.
The green wind twirled and scattered, revealing Thalen, whose hand spun as he descended slowly to the ground.
