Two streaks of light dashed through the sky, clashing and colliding over and over again. Ring shaped shockwaves formed with each collision, sending powerful gusts of wind blowing over the battlefield on the ground.
Bright purple flames burned within the visor of Leon's white helmet as he chased after Garessa, swinging the giant sword in his grasp. A black weapon aura wrapped around the blade as it clashed against the sword in the grasp of the red phantom around Garessa.
Crack!
With each relentless strike, a large amount of physical and magical force was transferred, causing cracks to spread out through the body of the phantom.
"True Necromancy: Soul Devouring Flames!" After a moment of incantation, Garessa cast another one of her signature spells, conjuring a black and red flame that flickered and twisted to form faces of despair all over its form. The flames twisted and wrapped around the sword of the phantom.
