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She sucked her teeth as her own words were thrown in her face.
He ignored her disdain. With a roar, he withdrew two of his koyas and, using íkan levitation, flung them at Keb.
So fast that the kavalier didn’t even register the move.
They slashed at him before the diviner had a chance to react.
Keb’s krest was sliced in half, and he screeched in pain.
With a snarl, he sent his koya to meet Killen’s in a deadly dance.
But Killen was unstoppable.
His sab?rs slicked through the darkness, the glint of ancient runes shimmering with the force of the kätu they wielded.
Infuriated, Kalila’s koven roared with fury, their wings beating with ferocity, sending shivers down the couple’s spines. Their talons and beaks slashed out at the two fighters, their dark energy pulsing.
Energised by Killen’s presence, Sana’a blades danced with renewed vigour.
The battle raged on, the sky crackling with intense íkan, the wind swirling around them like a storm. In minutes, Sana’a sensed that Killen’s and her combined might was beginning to weaken their attackers.
Killen drew íkan from their own, manipulating the elements to increase his dominance.
It crackled with a fierce intensity, and with each strike of their swords, the kíza receded, corroding the koven’s effectiveness.
With a final roar of defiance, Killen summoned the forces coiled encircling his koya and unleashed it with a shockwave that sent the chasing creatures reeling. They howled in pain and confusion, their feathers wheeling midair.
He called upon the elemental power brewing in the shadows.
A crack of thunder and burst of lightning lit up the heavens. An unexpected storm of wind and rain tore through the sky, whipping the air into a frenzy as the storm churned.
The pursuing arokí abandoned the fight, their rachís struggling to keep them in the air as the gale battered them with hailstones and lightning.
Sana’a took advantage of their disarray, slashing out with her blades as the gale raged on, aiming them at a newcomer who screeched into the fray.
Kalila.
In complete Kharpi form, she was a terrifying sight to behold, her eyes glinting with malice.
Her body was a fusion of Katánian and falcon. Her wings stretched behind her, adorned with sharp black feathers that glimmered in the faint light.
Her skin glistened with a shifting sheen caused by ancient runes etched onto its pale surface.
With a howl, she lurched mid-air as the power of the SHärd blades hit her in the sternum; with such force, she reeled away in the gale.
Then, one of Killen’s koyas sliced away her left wing, cutting through chrome and brass.
Kalila shrieked in agony, her kíza energy pulsating in a wild frenzy as her feathers scattered in the wind.
Unperturbed, Sana’a continued her assault, her daggers a blur of motion. She struck again, this time severing one of Kalila’s talons.
The creature’s cries echoed through the storm but continued after her, its dark force pulsing. ‘How dare you? How fokkin’ dare you?’
Sana’a didn’t hear a word.
Only the roaring of her fury filled her ears.
She aimed, ready to send her blades to sever Kalila’s throat, when a giant chrome wing thrust itself in front of her.
