As the citizens scrabbled below, the two champions continued to clash with one another. The darkness around Hadurt would attempt to swallow the light around Lorwynn, never succeeding. The light encompassing Lorwynn would always try to chase away Hadurt's darkness, unable to vanquish it.
Looking to his rival, Hadurt asked, "We're about equal, so how do you want to end this?"
"That…" Lorwynn looked beneath him. He paid little attention to the citizens and more to the association he had spent his life building. "That's yet to be decided."
"Come on, don't tell me that you're out of ideas, Lorwynn. You're a trickier pestro than me," laughed Hadurt.
Lorwynn sighed. "Does that mean you're admitting defeat?"
"Never!"
"Then you give me no choice…" With a short distance between the two champions, Lorwynn stored Lyrun's Staff and gripped Halmut's Scepter with both hands. "Get ready. This is my greatest attack of all."
