Maximine
At the same time...
Aizel was facing another elf.
*Booom*
The elf stood triumphant after he had hurled Aizel through the trees and into the snowy ground below. Snow and splintered wood littered the previously peaceful alpine scene, which had been turned into a chaotic war.
He looked around at the aftermath of his tremendous attack as he basked in the glow of his triumph.
However, a flicker of movement caught his eye, and he turned just in time to see Aizel emerging from the snow and debris.
"That guy has some power in his body," Aizel murmured while cracking his neck.
[Master, that guy can use darkness.]
"Shit, this might be another pain in the ass."
Aizel watched as the dark elf vanished in a cloud of sinister black smoke. His natural instincts kicked in as he prepared for the elf to emerge, and lo and behold, a shadowy form appeared from behind him.