WHOOSH! CLANG! CRASH!
Alister weaved through the barrage with ease, his movements almost taunting. Each projectile missed him by inches, smashing into the surroundings and adding to the growing destruction. Sparks flew as he slapped a chunk of debris aside, his golden eyes gleaming with amusement.
"Is this your limit... Guildmaster?" he teased, brushing some dust off his shoulder.
Anya gritted her teeth. Her mana surged again, her purple hair glowing faintly as she extended both hands toward the largest object in sight: the crumbling remains of a two-story building. The structure rumbled as her mana enveloped it, crimson mana crackling along its jagged edges.
"You talk too much, Alister," she said, straining as she lifted the massive structure. The ground beneath her cracked under the pressure as the building rose into the air. Dust and broken glass rained down, the air vibrating with the sheer force of her effort.
RRRRUMBLE!
