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Her thrust dodged, Aria falls back to take stock of the situation. Moving through the wall of carnage created by the Dust in the Winds spell, she retreats to the other side as the strength of the very winds struggle against the power of this new opponent. He had changed some how, this was very clear. The power Aria felt from this being before had multiplied and darkened beyond what she had initially anticipated. She knew there was more to him than met the eye, but she never suspected anything like this.
What could she possibley do against such a monster? A sudden howl shakes Aria to her core as something rises from the cloud of crystals she left behind. An energy beast, the likes of which she had not seen in ages roars as it closes on the spell caster. Stealing herself against the impact, she raises her Symphony to catch the creatures strike. As the wolfen beast smashes into the flexible blade its very being distorts. Instead of devouring the maiden, the wolf collapses into a single tendril of crackling crimson electricity that snakes up and down the reflective blade. With a smile, the young woman thrusts her blade, sending the reflected spell and thus the scarlet lightning bolt roaring back towards its caster.
If the majority of his attacks were based upon the light, then her rapier was her best friend for this fight. Already the Light of Tarsus was beginning to shine, that blinding brillance that engulfs the crystal moon once a month. Soon her enemy would have more light than he could likely handle. Still, to stay here as he her enemy had become would likely prove ot be suicide. Closing her eyes, Aria reaches out with her senses and begins to chant anew.
"Illustrious Kai! Give me wings to fly...Ride the Sky!"
Like a gentle hand, a cool breeze caresses her face. Golden tresses rising with the sudden updraft that surrounds her the wind lifts Aria Schneider into the sky. Invisible wings spread wide riding the updraft, the mage soars sword tip first away from the chaos strewn surface of the moon into the atmosphere choked with black clouds spawned by the dark being below. His spell would serve her though he did not know it. While he might still look for her below, hoping to use his deadly blade or his dark power to finish her, she would see his darkness end here with her own subtle machinations.
High above the swirling chaos below, floating at a point where she could feel the barest tug between the jewel of the night and her homeworld, Aria removes a small pouch from her belt. Inside is a yellow dust that has silenced and stilled many an enemy in the past. Made from a powdered root of her home world, this dust absorbs spiritual energy, the kind needed for the casting of spells and the use of most special techniques. It also sapped the power of any who felt the touch of the dust, let alone inhaled the deadly poison, causing their metabolism to slow to a crawl. Thus weakened, even the mighty dragons of her home world would barely be able to lift a paw in their defense. This poison had only ever failed her once. She hoped now it would not fail her a second time.
No magic is tied to the poison...she simply sprinkles the dust into the clouds, allowing the ambient winds focused on driving their forces downwards do their work of spreading the dust. In the air the scattered powder is nigh invisible, but it was plain from the intensity of the storm of powers they had created that it would be spread far and wide for some distance around. She waits...probing the dark clouds below...waiting for any sign that her opponent might be weakening.
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