Theron's robes seemed to unfurl, the hilts of his weapons being revealed beneath the harsh wind as he fell from above. In one fluid motion, he unsheathed them, slashing down.
The Silver Assassin regained their bearings quickly. Or at the very least, Theron sensed something vague and amorphous lock onto him.
Though their vision hadn't cleared, their Third Eye activated seamlessly, finding Theron's position and then dodging out of the way.
Theron's raised hands didn't slash down, his eyes narrowing. He realized he had to change his battle tactics. It was likely that from now on, his greatest challenges would come from Silver Mancers. The same tricks wouldn't work.
He landed on the ground, accelerating forward.
The Silver Assassin unsheathed their weapon, a thin sword that seemed to vanish beneath the rays of the sun.
'Light Mancer.'
