This time, he unleashed Maxwell's taught sword technique, a hurricane of sword energy radiated from his frame, each beam homing on Winston like meteors hungry for impact.
Simultaneously, Sylvia wove her fingers through a rapid series of seals; ripples of crystalline sorcery burst outward, hammering the air toward Winston in glittering waves.
Winston laughed, welcoming the double assault. "Excellent, show me everything you've got!"
His hands blurred, conjuring a massive gilt shield that blossomed before him, absorbing the twin storms with a resonant clang.
Steel, bright echoes, dang, clang, clang, rang out, scattering sparks across the battlefield. Sword light and mystic force collided with the golden barrier, chiming like crystal bells smashed by hammers.
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