The atmosphere between Lilith and Dyon was stifling. No. It was more like the aura emanating from Dyon was, while Lilith's rage pierced through it to create her own eye of the storm. It was clear to everyone that Dyon's momentum was far stronger, but it was admirable that Lilith hadn't taken a single step back.
Dyon suddenly sighed, his neck cracking to one side. He hadn't had this many issues dealing with a person in a while. Though, one might choose to count Aritzia among that number. But, after some reflection, Dyon realized that his failure to peg Aritzia was more about not understanding her scope of the world rather than failing to understand her character itself.
He lightly floated into the air, coming to a stop well above the Enigmatic Sect. He took a deep breath, almost not noticing Lilith who had followed him into the skies.
