Caelen straightened, his face changing not in agony, but in dark, thrilling fascination. He looked at the wound, then at her, as if she had just presented him with a fascinating new game. The pain seemed to electrify him.
"And what a beautiful answer you are," he purred, the [Abyssal Charm] in his voice thickening the air, though it now seemed to slide from her divine resolve like oil from water.
"But even the most perfect answer can have its equation changed."
"You will find I am an unsolvable problem," she replied, and lunged.
The fight exploded. Velantra was efficient, every movement precise, every swing of the [Auroral Edge] a deadly level combat.
Caelen was forced into a frantic, defensive dance. [Volt Breaker] sent him crackling across the grove to avoid slashes that cut through the space where he'd just been.
