'They sure are heavy hitters.' Lucius thought as he observed the both of them from mid-air.
He didn't know the name of the guy fighting Esmeralda but he had to be someone with a good role in the story if you were matching the Main Villainess punch for punch.
He still found it surprising that Esme could move like this in such a long gown.
The fabric should have slowed her down, tripped her, or at the very least made her movements clumsy, but she flowed through the stone arena like water.
Each shift of her hips carried precision.
Her legs moved with elegant grace.
'I'm only in this situation because of that guy.' She thought, twisting her waist as a crackling fist of lightning carved through the space where her chest had been moments earlier.
The heat brushed her cheek, her hair rising with static.
This guy was using both lightning and wind, a combination that made his punches roar like thunder while carrying the cutting edge of a gust.
