"Come on, dumb disciple," Ariha's voice echoed in his ears as he flew through the churning cloud. "Are you going to lose to a pure Healer?"
He clenched his jaw, and the [Wings of Radiance] unfolded in their fullest glory. Wings of white and golden light expanded as his speed exploded. He caught sight of her incandescent celestial form again, flying above another fold of clouds, patterns of the Way twirling around him.
He had his own share of the pattern of the Way as well, but unlike her defensive intent, the twirls of pattern under his control churned with the diabolical power of lightning and thunder. Plunging them all to weaken her defences, he drew on the calamitous power in his left hand.
Lightning and wind blades crashed into her from all directions, but Ariha managed to withstand them easily. He already knew this wouldn't earn him a victory against her... if it did, he would have defeated her weeks ago.
