The reflection lunged.
Adam's instincts took over. His body twisted, dark energy already gathering in his palm. "[Abyssal Pierce]!" The void-charged projectile shot toward the mirror image, tearing through the air with a hungry shriek.
The reflection's hand rose. Dark energy gathered in its palm. "[Abyssal Pierce]!"
The two projectiles met in the center of the chamber with a deafening CRACK. Void energy splintered, scattering in all directions, carving shallow gouges in the mirrored floor. Adam's eyes narrowed. 'It copied my skill.'
He didn't pause. His jaws opened wide, and flames erupted from his throat—a wild, raging torrent that consumed the air between them. "[Fire Breath]!" The heat was immense, warping the air, turning the mirrored surfaces around them to weeping glass.
The reflection's jaws opened. Flames erupted from its throat. "[Fire Breath]!"
