The battle raged on, the tension on the battlefield grew, and the outcome remained uncertain.
Shinon's movements were calculated and to the point, showing whatever little martial prowess he had, along with his expertise in shadowmancy.
Each strike was executed with precision. But Aric's mastery over the air was relentless, the serpentine forms of the tendrils probing for weaknesses in Shinon's defences while at the same time protecting Aric from any damage.
Unlike shadows, the air was everywhere around them, and as such, Aric had no shortage of shields to block Shinon's attacks whenever one reached him.
Shinon was resilient, but it was only a matter of time before Aric's onslaught began to wear him down. The air tendrils struck with relentless ferocity, each impact sending shockwaves through his body.
