Cellica's magic power surged from her body and immediately, a heavy pressure descended upon the area, causing Zestari to frown slightly.
Earthen spikes emerged from the ground and launched right at Zestari but High Elf just silently swung her sword and split them into harmless pieces of rock in a single movement.
"Hmm?"
Zestari then noticed that Cellica's arm on the floor was no more there but now in the Half-Elf's hand.
"Oh, that was your aim…"
The High Elf took a deep breath and infused deep dark magic power into her blade, causing it to radiate a black light as she took a battle-ready stance.
Seeing this, Cellica frowned as the fact that Zestari was preparing for battle, despite knowing even the residual aura from her attacks could end the lives of every elf within a kilometre of her, meant that the woman did not care for their lives at all.