The air crackled with elemental power as Commander Elira faced Whisper, their initial clash sending shockwaves through the surrounding battlefield. Snow and ice particles hung suspended in the air between them, caught in competing currents of elemental energy.
*FZZZT-SNAP—BOOOM—tink-tink-tink*
"Your command of air is... adequate," Whisper taunted, her form seeming to blur at the edges as she stepped sideways with unnatural grace. "But air is merely the beginning. Void is the ultimate expression—the absence that defines presence."
*whssssh*
Elira's response was a concentrated burst of compressed air that sliced through the space Whisper had occupied mere seconds before. The attack carved a deep furrow in the frozen ground, but Whisper had already shifted position, appearing three paces to the left with a subtle displacement of air.
*SHRIEEEEK—CHRRRKK—pop*
