The crescent arc of incinerating pinkish-red flames sliced through the beam of darkness, reaching Amelia and striking her spear.
Unable to get out of the way in time, her spear shattered, allowing the arc to connect with her shoulder next.
Fortunately, her sturdy armor tanked the full force of Lucas' attack, not letting it harm her, yet the impact flung her several meters back.
Lucas showed no mercy. He raised his hand skyward and summoned five blazing lances forged entirely from immolating crimson flames.
Amelia gritted her teeth, groaning as she got up. Chanting a wind barrier spell, she braced herself as the lances rained down upon her, triggering a chain of mushroom cloud explosions.
Kaboooom—!!!
Lucas half-covered his eyes from the flying debris, waiting for the dust to settle. When it finally did, he saw the spiraling tornado of flames before him.
