367 Clash of Champions

"That berserker really is something, isn't he?"

"Of course! He's my training partner, after all," Hadurt laughed. "Lorwynn, when are you going to fight me instead of hiding behind your barrier?"

"Who said I haven't already started fighting back?" Lorwynn asked, not smiling nor frowning.

Hadurt was perplexed until he realized something. Halting his onslaught of attacks against the barrier around Lorwynn, Hadurt gathered more and more energy around his crude greatsword while looking to the sky above.

"Now you realize what was happening…" chuckled Lorwynn. The mage lowered his staff, but the barrier remained unaffected. Instead, a humongous fireball of condensed flames dove down through the dark clouds. It was similar to the attack of the sorceress yet her attack couldn't compare in size or destructive power.

"That's more like it!"