Winter tears
With a resounding stomp, she sent shockwaves rippling through the ground, cracks spreading like spiderwebs in her wake. Damien tensed, bracing himself for what was to come, while Marlowe readied himself for the impending onslaught.
Suddenly, Dravena's hands erupted with a searing red energy, a blast of pure power hurtling towards them with unstoppable force. Damien and Marlowe barely had time to react before the blast engulfed them.
However, Dravena's eyes widened in disbelief as she scanned the area, unable to locate Damien and Marlowe amidst the aftermath of her devastating blast. Panic flickered in her gaze as she heard a faint panting behind her, prompting her to whirl around.
To her astonishment, both Damien and Marlowe stood behind her. Marlowe struggled to stand, blood staining his lips, while Damien wore a stunned expression, his gaze fixed on Marlowe. It was obvious whatever had happened was equally surprising to him as well.