Eris flew at Arad as fast as she could, and he swung his sword at her in a flash. Her fist slid past his blade, yet he still managed to twist her arm with the sheer gravitational pull of the blade, and twisted the angle of the slash to cut her arm cleanly off.
She growled as her arm instantly healed, and jumped to the side to avoid her head being sliced cleanly off, but Arad had already read her move and teleported to where she was dodging to.
"Blade Dance? Really, only dark elves could do it!" She growled at Arad, and the smile covering his now beautiful dark elf face made her shiver. "Only their goddess can, since she tailored the dance to perfectly fit her body."
He started moving faster and faster as the momentum of each attack compounded with his void step teleportation and Vorvadoss's space magic, making him move like a violent ghost. Each step was faster than the one before, and yet, his body was holding well.
