The battle had been raging above the city for what seemed like an eternity. Ethan and Andriel were locked in a deadly aerial struggle, their powers sending shockwaves that vibrated through the very air itself. The city below seemed like a distant memory, with only the sky and the occasional flicker of the earth below remaining in their focus. The clouds swirled around them, growing darker with each powerful strike, their movements blurring with the sheer speed at which they collided.
Ethan's golden=blue aura still flickered around him, though it had begun to dim from the exhaustion of the prolonged battle. His Aura Shield was barely holding, its once bright and translucent form now flickering and cracking under the pressure. His body was battered and bruised, each breath coming in quick, labored gasps. But his spirit remained unbroken. It seemed that the moon was a bane to his vampiric abilities too as his regeneration wasn't working as it was supposed to.
