'It isn't looking too great… Xaros is fighting on his back leg and is forced to constantly retreat, whilst Xator seems to have been pushed to increase the pace of his attacks… When he fires his stagnant energy with such force, he loses part of it, if it goes on for too long, he could actually get in trouble…'
As for Xaltar himself, his opponent had yet to land a hit on him, and had currently been flung through about five empty wooden houses after being struck by a blast created from compressed gas, still, despite the heavy blow that had hit him from point-blank, Aliocen rose from the ashes still as eager to fight as before.
His zhanmadao slashed through the air, splitting another pillar of flames sent his way, the living simply refusing to dodge anything, rushing in a straight line tower the restless despite how poorly it had gone the time before.
