The black sphere kept expanding, its writhing tendrils of dark energy devouring the sky above the battlefield. For a long moment there was no sign of Eccar.
Veyna smirked as she hovered in the air with her arms crossed. The neon lines of her black coat pulsed with an eerie purple glow, matching the energy crackling around her fingertips.
That blast should have done the job, or at the very least, it should have weakened the Dragonborn enough for her to finish him off with ease.
But then a sudden crack split through the air like the sound of shattering glass. The massive sphere of darkness trembled before it fractured, splitting apart in jagged cracks of light.
With a sound like a broken crystal orb, the black sphere shattered completely. Its remnants scattered as glowing particles, drifting toward the ground before fading into nothingness.
And in the very center of it all, Eccar still stood unbothered. He effortlessly destroying the sphere.
