Anna was upon him in an instant.
Arthur's body reacted instinctively, his staff raised to shield himself, but even as he moved, Anna's speed outpaced him.
She was already there, her hand aimed directly at his stomach, crackling with dark yellow lightning. The air around them seemed to tremble with the tension of the clash that was about to unfold.
But as Anna's fist neared, Arthur's staff shone with a brilliant pulse of radiant white light that instantaneously shot toward her.
Anna, barely managing to twist her body due to her severe injuries from the previous battle, felt the pulse of light graze her side, sending a surge of scorching heat and cold through her body.
The frost fire burned her skin through the suit, forcing her to come to a standstill to suppress the pain, and she looked at him.