Confusing Twist

"It's not dead yet," Lucy muttered, her eyes narrowing as she watched the figure twitch and shift within the flames.

Asher clenched his fists, itching to launch another attack, but his body refused to cooperate. He was already drained, so attacking was out of the question.

Right now, he needed to meditate and recover his energy before he could do anything else.

Seeing his state, Lucy stepped forward.

She stretched out her hand, and a wind blade began to take shape.

"Stay back," she said firmly, "You've done enough. Let me handle the rest."

She lifted the sword high, then swung it down.

A massive wind blade, towering as high as a five-story building, surged forward, gouging a deep trench in the ground and slicing through both the remaining structure and the specter, obliterating everything in its path.

BOOOM!