The two maces hit empty air leaving a long trail of flame in the air, missing their intending target by a mile, the body of the Dark One that should have been launched farther by the red skulls into the falling weapons had not, instead in a reality-defying motion, the Dark One returned to his previous position as if he had never been pushed back.
This unexpected diversion by the Dark One led Firen to be open to attack because he had barely even begun to pull his hand back after that first slash, and he had been hoping to follow through with his next attack, but like a gigantic specter of death, the Dark One was before him. Firen smiled, before the gate of death, he was at peace.
