The moment Caera stepped forward, the King exhaled through his nose.
Once again, it's a pattern he had already seen.
Predicted.
There was nothing amusing about watching a play he had already seen.
Dark energy coiled around Caera's body. In an instant, the black raid around them started to reverse, rising from the ground and spiralling towards the sky, returning to its origin.
In mere moments, she will teleport in front of him for a devastating strike. Now that it has reached this stage… killing her is easy!
Grey energy converged towards his palms. He left a delayed attack and prepared a fake counter.
*BANG!!!
"???" The king blinked.
Caera's attack struck him in the chest. In an instant, Eldritch energy flooded his body as his eyes glared at the woman in front of him.
She shouldn't be here.
Not yet. He has even taken account of sudden boosts in speed and if there was a chance that she was hiding her true strength.
