With a flick of her wrist, she unleashed a barrage of wind arrows, each one aimed with pinpoint accuracy. Adam raised his warhammer, deflecting the arrows as they rained down on him. The sound of arrows clashing against metal echoed through the arena, and he focused, channeling the gravitation to create a small shield of earth in front of him.
The air crackled with energy as the two continued their fierce exchange, each pushing the limits of their abilities. Adam was relentless, using the earth to create spikes that shot up toward Azalea, while she danced around them, her movements elegant and fluid.
"Come on, Adam! You can do better!" she urged, her voice playful yet competitive.
"Don't count me out yet!" he shot back, his determination unwavering. With a final surge of energy, he slammed his hammer into the ground, sending a shockwave that threw Azalea off balance for just a moment.
