The clash of elements really heated up as the molten cobra's flaming whip smashed into Minerva's blazing vortex. The impact sent a shockwave rippling through the room, stirring up swirls of superheated ash and sparks. Minerva's amethyst flames twisted and roared, mixing with the liquid fire of the cobra's tail. In that moment, the air buzzed with the force of their energies colliding—a wild dance of heat and light that warped the space around them.
Minerva kept her focus sharp. Each swing of her sword was a precise slice through the cobra's shifting thermal barrier. Her blade, charged with burning amethyst energy, cut through the heat, creating temporary gaps in the snake's molten armour. Every hit made the cobra jerk back, its scales glowing brighter as it readied its counterattacks. The creature's body twisted, each part of its snake-like form moving in a lethal sync. Fiery venom shot off its fangs, sizzling through the air and melting rock in its path.
