Garion grinned as he tightened his grip on the greatsword. "Alright, Patriarch. Let's make this fight interesting."
Without warning, he dashed forward, and his speed was fast... far faster than a weapon that heavy should allow.
Raviel frowned, raising his hand instantly. "You want interesting? Fine."
His mana flared, flames and lightning bursting around his body. "Let's see if you can handle this."
He swung his arm, launching [Flame Arc] followed by [Thunder Burst], waves of fire and electricity crashing toward Garion.
Garion smirked. "Too slow."
He swung his greatsword in a wide arc. The massive blade cut through the air, deflecting both attacks like he was swatting away flies.
And then Garion stepped in close and slammed the flat side of his sword against Raviel's chest.
BAM!
Raviel stumbled back a few steps, coughing slightly. "Tch… hitting with the flat side?"
Garion shrugged. "You're the Patriarch. I figured you could handle a little tap."
