The attacks came fast.
Aren was forced to run just to survive. Each one landed with a massive bang, leaving behind huge holes in the ground wherever they struck. The damage wasn't like the ground had been blasted apart, no, it was as if the ground itself had been deleted, completely gone.
Aren looked at the holes and broke into a cold sweat. If even one of those attacks touched him, it wouldn't injure him, it would erase part of him.
"She's damaging the training ground," Legion muttered, palming his face and dragging his hand downward in frustration.
As for the others, they were fully invested in the battle unfolding before them.
After narrowly dodging the barrage, Aren faced Arith again, preparing to continue, but what she did next shocked him.
She spread her hands wide, and over twelve small portals formed around her. At the same time, more than twenty condensed balls of spatial energy appeared.
She looked at Aren and smiled.
