It happened so quickly, in the proverbial twinkle of an eye.
First, an exchange of looks, accompanied by an exchange of attacks.
Alas, at this point, Alex was well-versed on how to take care of Thera, who, for some reason, didn't seem all that eager to fight, and as long as he struck first, there was no way he would lose.
He didn't even bother snapping more than once, utilizing the short window of opportunity provided for him to conjure a terrifying white hole that devoured everything in a blinding light.
By the time the light ceased, a crater stood where the council hall building once was, a testament to the destructive capabilities of White Hole.
Azazel, seemingly destroyed in the explosion, once again materialized next to Alex, prepared to make a move the moment his Master said the word.
Though the fight was over, Alex couldn't remain calm as he felt like something was wrong.
