The battle progresses quite smoothly for Procella and Alex. The former destroyed the necromancers easily, demolishing their summons and preventing them from calling for more reinforcements.
It was quite overwhelming.
Battling one of the 8 Great Forces with just two people. It was utterly ridiculous when thought about, but Procella's power was ridiculous, too. And, Alex's breakthrough was the epitome of ridiculousness.
"Alex Horatius," said the amethyst-eyed boy, standing before the necromancer, who remained silent. The soft breeze caused his robes to flutter. The silver sword in Alex's hand exuded the aura of Everything and Nothing.
The two opposing energies remained on each side of Alex's shoulder.
"Linastra VanHarmelon," said the necromancer.
'So, it's a woman,' thought the amethyst-eyed boy, assuming his stance. He'd assumed it was a man due to the broad shoulder and enormous frame of the necromancer, but it seemed that was not the case.