The sudden increase in pressure caused Apollo's bones to creak. Yet, he continued forwards anyway. As for the lightning around him, it had become extremely violent, jumping around like overly excited children.
Then, it began to gather.
However, it didn't become a lightning bolt, but rather, a miniature lightning dragon. Once it had formed, it created a pressure of its own, considerably relieving the burden of pressure.
As for Yzan, he was only expecting a spar that would last one exchange, maybe two. From what he could tell, this was going to last a while if Apollo was just going to stand back up each time.
And as such, it longer wanted to play around. It sucked in a deep breath and opened its mouth wide. A giant ball of black flame formed at the end of his mouth.
As for Apollo, winds began to stir around him, causing the snow to lift and his hair to dance wildly. It gradually became corporeal, creating grey colored winds that obscured his figure.