The battle raged on, a dance of power and deception within the inky void. Lilith, her elements of wind, space, and lightning weaving a deadly tapestry, pushed him to his limits. Noah, fueled by the power of Lord of Night and his enhanced senses, fought back with relentless determination. The determination to win, to use this opportunity to progress.
The training ground became a battleground, the darkness a canvas on which their powers clashed. Neither side gained a clear advantage, the ebb and flow of the fight a testament to their formidable skills. But slowly, almost imperceptibly, the tide began to turn.
Noah, fueled by the adrenaline of the fight and the ever-present warnings from Unprecedented Sense, began to anticipate Lilith's attacks. He used his telekinesis to disrupt her portals before they fully formed, deflected her lightning bolts with well-timed bursts of darkness, and used the darkness itself to mask his movements.
