The swirling mist enveloped the arena, casting an eerie glow that obscured Kael's vision. He swung his hammer in wide arcs, the weapon crackling with lightning as he attempted to dispel the fog.
"Show yourself!" Kael bellowed, his voice booming across the battlefield.
The crowd held its breath, watching intently as the mist thickened. Within the haze, faint silhouettes danced, moving with impossible grace. Kael's eyes darted from one shadow to another, his frustration mounting.
Suddenly, Liora's voice echoed from the mist, soft and taunting. "You're strong, Thunderbreaker. But brute force isn't everything."
Kael growled, planting his feet firmly and channeling his energy into his hammer. With a roar, he unleashed a massive wave of lightning that surged outward, dispelling the mist in an instant. The crowd erupted into cheers at the display of power, but Kael's triumphant grin faded when he realized Liora was no longer in front of him.
