On the far side of the arena, the air churned violently where Lia fought against Selene's shadow. Their battlefield looked nothing like the others. One half was filled with spiraling green currents sharp enough to carve stone, while the other glowed with flickering dark red-orange runes—pulsing, exploding, clashing. It was a storm of wind blades slamming against condensed arcane symbols, two completely different magics colliding again and again.
Selene's shadow lifted her staff with perfect calm, amber crystal shining with a corrupted hue. Then her dark runes flared—circles folding into circles, shifting into a layered spell structure faster than most mages could even think.
"Rune Magic — Second Circle: Multi Rune Spears."
Dark red-orange runes burst outward, rotating rapidly before transforming into sharp-edged spears of pure rune energy. They hovered in the air with a low hum, their tips vibrating with lethal intent.
