Raven's transformation left Afkon momentarily stunned.
The golden aura surrounding her body pulsed with power, her white hair floating as if suspended in water.
The ring of light hovering above her head cast an otherworldly glow across the desolate landscape.
Afkon's earlier smugness evaporated, replaced by a grim determination. He knew the tides of this fight were about to shift.
"So, the little bird had talons after all," he growled, his black markings writhing around him like agitated serpents. "Let's see if they're sharp enough."
Without warning, Afkon's markings shot towards Raven, morphing into razor-sharp spears.
Raven's form blurred as she dodged with inhuman speed, leaving afterimages in her wake.
The spears embedded themselves in the ground where she had stood just moments before.
Raven reappeared behind Afkon, her sword materializing in her hand.
She struck with lightning precision, aiming for his neck.