The desert sand rippled violently as explosions tore through the battlefield, marking the unrelenting clash between Emery and the dark elf Grand Magus, Syltrith. The air itself seemed to shimmer with the sheer power emanating from their fight.
Despite holding the upper hand, Emery found himself unable to land a decisive blow. Syltrith, with her near-limitless cosmic energy and an arsenal of evasive techniques, managed to elude his critical attacks again and again.
But the cracks in her confidence were beginning to show. Her once-arrogant smirk had vanished, replaced by a scowl of frustration and desperation. Hundreds of exchanges later, Syltrith finally realized the reason behind her diminishing strength.
"Law of Devour!" she hissed, eyes wide with realization. "You've been siphoning my power all this time!"
