A ring or rumbling icy, black mist formed around him, swirling with a sinister aura that clashed with other elements. It blasted out, sending Luč into the distance, and he slammed against a tree.
"Enough!" yelling with a distorted face underneath his helmet, Luč stood up, slammed the tree behind him, and dashed toward Cristian.
Cristian couldn't stop Luč from picking up the axe as Luč used a common air blast skill three times in a row, launching him into the distance.
Clang!
As both weapons collided, his left knee slammed against the ground. Their disparity in strength was glaring. "You are not my match!" Luč hissed, slamming his knees into Cristian's abdomen, and with the same momentum, his axe went for Cristian's head.
Mid-air, Cristian backflipped. The axe sliced through the air, but the decay coating the edge slammed his back, causing him to grunt whilst he fell hard.
