Propelled and wrapped in vines Kailen shot upwards.
The night became clearer as he approached the surface of the pit.
The sound of weapons clanging, affinities tearing through the air reverberated in the environs.
Opponents bellowed in rage, cursed at one another, and screamed.
Flesh met flesh.
Weapons met weapons.
Blood fell, heads rolled.
The atmosphere itself seemed to coil in fear at the sheer display of carnage.
Having made it to the surface, Kailen chugged a universe energy recovery elixir, before several of his vines whizzed through the air, meeting a fireball hurled towards him mid-air.
He turned, gaze locked on a dwarf blazing in flames.
In the span of a moment, Kailen's hands moved with swift speed. Several rune alphabets were conjured into a meaningful cascade of rank 0 illusion runes.
The runes shone with ominous dark light, rippling with universe energy, rushing quickly towards the forehead of the dwarf opponent.
