Lucius dashed forward, his eyes gleaming with malicious intent as he threw a right jab at Jefferson. The air around his fist shimmered with dark energy, leaving a streak of icy vapor in its wake. Jefferson managed to sidestep, but Lucius was relentless, pivoting and launching a second strike, this time laced with his shadow-ice energy. It connected with Jefferson's shoulder, an icy burn radiating from the impact.
"Is that all you've got?" Lucius taunted, his lips curling into a mocking grin as Jefferson staggered back.
Jefferson clenched his jaw, feeling the sting of the blow reverberate through his arm. He took a step back, eyes narrowing. He'd seen Lucius's predicted moves before, but his speed and the chilling aura of his attacks added an unexpected bite. Jefferson barely had a moment to recover as Lucius advanced again, his movements a blur of shadow and frost.
