Namara and Eros stood face to face at a considerable distance. The two stared at each other for a while before Namara started to smile sweetly.
Eros frowned. He didn't know why, but it seemed like he had to watch out for that intoxicating smile.
"My Lord, let me show you what I can do," said Namara who then began to chant. The lines she had studied for the whole day finally managed to come out smoothly from her mouth.
Her hands began to spin until finally a cloud of mist appeared in the air. The mist swirled from a small intensity until it turned into a large vortex.
Namara controlled the vortex until it moved closer to Eros. The man immediately dashed away. He could see the traces of dirt that the vortex had passed through forming an elongated hole of decay.
Eros's eyebrows rose. He had already said he would face Namara with only one hand. Finally, he rested his left hand behind his body.
