"Don't you think exclaiming your technique out loud is the same as telling your adversary to prepare for your attack?"
The creepy cloaked woman gestured her hands. The ground was adsorbed layer by layer as it left lava-like scars from the alchemical action that she did. From the melting cloak sprouted numerous barriers that glazed at every inch of her existence, it crept and spreaded to the lava as artificial shields were born from it and ascended to the air, surrounding the woman.
The eye on the staff became stiff and it immediately hardened in response to the spell that its master had casted.
The numerous yin-yang orbs scattered to the sky as it soaked the elemental essence from the vicinity. It didn't dance like its proclaimed name. Instead, it was morphing into a void-like cube that was watching over the entire battlefield with no clear intentions of what it was going to do.
