The air crackled with energy as the battle raged on between Lord Varric and Lord Thane. The ground beneath them was scorched and shattered, filled with craters from the violent exchange of magic and steel. Lord Thane, his eyes ablaze with a sinister light, launched spell after spell with a furious intensity, arcs of lightning exploding from his hands and raining down like a relentless storm upon Lord Varric.
Lord Varric was a blur of motion, his massive frame moving with surprising agility as he dodged the bolts of lightning. He was a powerhouse, relying on his raw strength, but his speed was something even the most seasoned of mages would find hard to match.
