The spear was thrust forward dozens of times within moments, each stab carrying enough force to pierce through walls. Fire detonated behind every movement, turning the weapon into a storm of endless movement that was impossible to predict.
And yet, Atheline kept adapting. Anyone in his situation would have panicked already but he wasn't panicked in the least, he was genuinely enjoying the fight.
He could feel it deep within his core, his body was slowly getting used to his tempo and his speed had somehow increased in the process.
'Pressure really helps in fighting'
He was finding more and more creative ways of using his elementals different from the way he used them during his normal training. Water redirected flames, earth altered footing, ice interrupted momentum, fire countered fire while wind acted as defense and a sort of guidance to all the other elements.
