As Selene raced towards him, confident in his physical advantage, Adam's copy conjured grey constructs. They appeared around his body, forming a menacing horned helmet and gauntlets with sharp blades extending from the elbows. Solid boots encased his feet while a large armor laced itself over his chest. Behind him, a beautiful blue cape fiercely billowed as if rearing to confront the elf.
"Your affinity boosts your might? So what?" The man snickered, controlling the mana armor to move his right arm to intercept the descending blade. If his physique proved lacking, he would compensate with mana. After all, he was a mage!
Under Selene's astonished gaze, his tensed muscles trembled upon impact with the bladed gauntlet. Unable to push onward, he retrieved his arm, shifting his position to let the first sunlike ball collide with his adversary.
