"I'll break them," Aiden said, his tone cold. He extended his hand, summoning his Golden Sword Martial Spirit. The blade shimmered into existence, its radiant light a stark contrast to the dark energy swirling around them.
The caster's eyes widened as Aiden charged, his sword slicing through the air. The barrier cracked under the force of the blow, but it held. The caster snarled, his hands weaving a counterspell as dark tendrils lashed out toward Aiden.
Myne stepped in, her own shadows intercepting the attack. "Keep going!" she shouted. "I've got your back!"
Aiden didn't hesitate. He struck again and again, each blow weakening the barrier until, with a final, resounding crack, it shattered. The caster stumbled, his spell faltering as Aiden closed the distance.
The Golden Sword gleamed as Aiden drove it forward, piercing the caster's chest. The man let out a choked gasp, his hands clawing at the blade before his body went limp.
