Instinctively, Aden unleashed a torrent of fire, a writhing mass of incandescent tendrils lashing towards the man. But with an inhuman grace, the figure met the flames head-on. His scythe, a wickedly curved blade radiating an otherworldly sheen, sliced through the air with impossible speed, severing each fiery tentacle before it reached him. The weapon sang a deadly song as it carved a path towards Aden, poised to deliver a killing blow.
Realizing the futility of his flames, Aden's piercing merlot eyes flashed a momentary purple before settling on a calm, ethereal blue. In a blink, he was gone.
"What the…?" The man coughed, a flicker of confusion marring his previously stoic expression. He swivelled his head, searching for his vanished opponent.
*Hack*
*Cough*
