Strangely enough, sparks flew.
They obviously weren't actual sparks. Neither water nor darkness in a situation like this could produce such an effect. The sparks that manifested were actually bits of mana that were produced by the collision of these two opposing concepts.
August's domain of pure blue water was only a few meters long. It was surrounded by Eris' darkness on all sides, and that darkness was constantly pushing against it as if to force it to turn into something it was not.
August gritted his teeth as he was forced to focus on maintaining what he had. If he let go of his focus for even a second, Eris would certainly take back everything he'd taken from her.
But, with the darkness in such close proximity, he was also presented with an opportunity.
