In a vanishing phantom of motion, Asher moved like a streak of purple lightning, his body dissolving into a blur of spectral light. But he wasn't dodging, no, his intent was far more audacious. He tore forward toward one of the incoming attacks. The lightning coursing through Virelass flared to life, erupting with even greater force. In a radiant flash of purple and silver, his rapier sliced through one of the crescent attacks, cleaving it perfectly in half with divine precision.
Asher's eyes glimmered with heightened awareness as he sensed the Astra energy within the shattered ice about to detonate. Without missing a beat, he vanished, his form blinking out of existence as though he had never been there. He reappeared several meters away, only for another attack to surge toward him from behind. But Asher didn't pause; he had already sensed it before it even began to close in.
