"We'll see how long you can keep that arrogance," Aurelius said coldly as a gale of wind burst from his sword.
Izroth kicked off his back foot and created some distance between himself and Aurelius.
At the same time, a vortex of wind several meters wide began to swirl around Aurelius.
"Windstorm Fourth Style: Restless Cyclone!" Aurelius roared as he swept his sword down before him.
When he performed this action, the wind vortex instantly expanded in all directions.
Every place the wind vortex passed became riddled with deep cuts as the ground in its path was completely destroyed.
In addition, almost immediately after he launched his attack, Aurelius shifted his stance as a mixture of the lightning and wind elements converged at a point above his head.
Bzzzt...!
Several waves of violent electricity discharged from the mixture of elements as the Storming Bulwark that encompassed Aurelius seemed to grow in strength.