The red aura pulsed around the Guildmaster, growing thicker, more intense. The air crackled. Without a word, she moved.
She didn't charge recklessly. Instead, she exploded forward, targeting Xander first. Her speed was blinding, the crimson energy trailing behind her like ribbons of light. Her sword became a blur, striking not with brute force alone, but with pinpoint accuracy aimed at perceived weaknesses in his stance.
Xander grunted, barely bringing his weapon up in time to parry a strike aimed at his shoulder. Sparks flew as metal clashed. The force of the blow sent tremors up his arm. He staggered back a step, surprise flashing across his face.
Claus moved to intercept, his augmented fist swinging in a wide arc. The Guildmaster didn't meet it head-on. She spun away, letting his mom
