Ronan dashed around the golden-masked knight, the blue flames dancing at his feet; they scorched the ground he was leaving behind. The knight fired a burst of rock bullets, one after another, each of them exploding on impact, shaking the cave floor.
Ronan dodged each shot without a problem, his steps smooth and controlled.
"You are quick, but not beyond the touch," the knight snarled, striking his palms onto the earth. The stone shards sprang into the air, sending Ronan jumping high off the ground.
As Ronan launched himself at the knight, sword aflame to strike him, the knight erected a barrier of stone. The blade crunched into it, throwing him backward. Though the knight hadn't fallen, his sneer vanished, and his expression grew laced with anger.
