Darkness of the Night

Our clash began when the echoes of his words died.

His feet lifted from the ground as he extended his arms to the side. I narrowed my eyes, expecting a burst of bright light – just like Aelith and the other Divines' power. Instead, I was greeted with darkness.

Pitch black darkness, without even a hint of colour in it, spread from his body, covering the entire arena in a matter of seconds. 

I released my power as soon as I noticed the darkness approach me. I didn't know why, But I knew that if I let it touch me, I'd lose.

Purple flames danced on my skin. At first, the light they spread was nothing more than a little candlelight. Then, as I carefully fed them more mana, they grew stronger and brighter. 

Yet, it didn't seem enough to hold back the vast, deep darkness of Fetheion. It circled me, trapping me within with nothing else but my flames.