Eccar's hand remained firmly planted in the core, his determination unwavering despite the ferocious resistance from the dark energy. The core's mass pulsed erratically, its vibrations growing more intense as if in response to Eccar's relentless assault.
The swirling red and black energy around him seemed to writhe and squirm, struggling to maintain its form against the overpowering force of the his Earth power.
His knuckles dug into the mass and sending tremors through the core. He could feel the core resisting him, a force that fought back with every ounce of its strength. The air crackled with uncontrolled energy and the sky above continued to tremble as if echoing the chaos below.
Meanwhile, Erend was still locked in combat with the remaining tendrils, his form a blazing whirlwind of fire and lightning. He poured his elemental power into the vortex, creating a blinding display of flames and electric arcs that incinerated tendril after tendril.
