Amidst the chaotic Shadow-Cursed Lands, Aylin and Ketheric stood facing one another, surging with powerful magic like two approaching tempests.
With hair flying and a face contorted by fury and frenzy, Ketheric unleashed a deafening roar from the depths of his chest like a rabid beast. He lashed out with his arm, dark energies swirling around the blow as he slammed a heavy strike straight at Aylin.
Caught off guard, Aylin was hurled straight up into the air by the sheer force, spinning out of control like a kite with a snapped string. Flapping her wings in a panic, feathers scattering in the rushing air, she exerted all her might with every stroke until she finally managed to right herself.
Chapter 109