"Impossible! Impossible!!" Etz Chaim cried out, not believing her eyes.
Luka was also surprised, and his expression became serious. "Dante, you were right. Lara is currently nothing like what we knew before. The old her would have never run from her enemy even if it would kill her."
"The madness in her has had too much time to fester and evolve," Dante commented with narrowed eyes.
Luka stretched out a hand and clawed at the void towards Lara. Lara, who was booking it desperately, suddenly screamed in agony as the floating balls of elements were stripped from her like the way one would rip off plaster.
The elements then converged into Luka's hands, spinning around his palm obediently.
"When I fought you as a mortal all those years ago, you used these very same authorities to beat down Cardea until she almost died. Then you even used them against me, but I still prevailed and came out on top."
