Talyra stared at Grim's silver blade, its ethereal glow pushing back against her darkness. For a heartbeat, the arena remained perfectly still, the two combatants locked in a standoff beneath the artificial moon.
Talyra made the first move, she rushed foward straight for Grim.
Talyra's swing her sword repeatedly causes the lighting to come at Grim from multiple angles. Grim would strike the black tendrils of lighting with Luna, and as he did this the lighting would just vanish into his blade.
"Soul Shade: Void Current!" Talyra called out, her blade becoming a nexus for streams of darkness that surrounded her like a protective shell.
Grim responded by charging directly into her defenses. Each swing of the silver blade dispersed more of the darkness, forcing Talyra to continuously reform her protective shell.
"How?" she growled as Grim broke through her defenses once again. "Soul Shade cannot be countered by ordinary weapons."
