The lightning and mana sparking everywhere lighted up the barrier dome the two were trapped inside. Jessica slowly walked forward, allowing electricity to shoot off of her, and also, you could see lightning coming off the sole of her shoe, shooting into the ground before she stomped her foot. Vindur kept his gaze calmly on her. His gaze might be calm, but he was shaking slightly from the mana in his body, rejecting what he wanted.
"uuuuh, I feel the sparks in my body going feral." She said as more lightning roared off her body, shooting at the barrier.
"I get it." Vindur looked at the lightning.
"Oh, he figured it out. I think that's record time, but the dome is a giveaway." Jessica laughed.
"Your lightning strikes toward any magical source like a normal electrical current flowing through what it can be lead. Magic can only be led by other magic. Your lightning is directed at the dome. The dome is set up, so you don't zap anyone outside!" Vindur deduced.
"That is nearly correct. The dome is also there to prevent people from getting ill by magical reformation and disturbance." She shrugged, walking toward him still.
"A person who drains, control, affects, and are made of pure energy in the purest of forms. A person created of electricity and magic. A being of power. Arcanvolt." Jessica spread out her arms, allowing all of her fingers to spread too, shooting massive beams of lightning at the walls.
"You might be a person who can control all kinds of wind magic, but you are nothing compared to someone who controls MAGIC ITSELF!" Snapped her finger as Vindur coughed out blood. She was directly interfering with his magic now.
"So you weren't even trying before to control my magic. It's just a sub-effect of your power." Vindur wiped the blood off his mouth with a grin.
"Yeah, it has been a real problem for me since I was little. Always having to be isolated, locked away." She softly moved up a hand as blue energy ran over her body to the tip of her finger, creating a small lightning sphere.
"I was always the victim of this." She pointed her hand at the barrier.
"BUT EVEN GOD'S TREMBLE AT MY FEET!" She roared as the lightning bolt shot off her finger, hitting the barrier, cracking it.
"...You find yourself above the gods?" Vindur asked, spinning his katana around.
"I do. The gods created me for one thing and one thing only!-" She spread out her arms, looking at Vindur.
"Killing gods." She said.
"I am everything magic stands for. I AM ALL!" She began to glow even more powerfully. You could hear a whistling sound as energy began to store up around her. You heard whipping sounds as crackling lightning struck the ground around her, whipping it. Vindur kept his eyes fixated on her.
"I was created to kill. I was born to it, molded into it. I am a killer." He walked toward her now, preparing his sword, holding it in an ox-guard sword stance.
"So, if you can kill a God. Then I might as well be able to kill a god slayer." He ran forward, erupting winds around him.
"Breeze stance-" He vanished. She looked around but then felt a cut over her chest, making her fall back.
"soft breeze." He was behind her, having blood leaking from his sword. She laughed as she snapped her finger.
"PROWL!" She roared as lightning shot out of her, following the trace of the wind magic. Vindur began running, but the lightning was locked on to him.
"You can't run forever." She appeared in front of him, swinging her leg back.
"CRACK SPARK!" She kicked him, sending him flying, allowing the lightning to catch up and shock him. He shook and screamed as smoke left his body.
"BATTER UP!" She vanished, appearing underneath him. She widened her stance, slowly bending her knees to stretch her legs, and then grinned as she jumped into the air, spinning around while doing so.
"CRACK SPARK!" She shouted as she did a full flying roundhouse kick, sending him flying across the field, hitting the barrier once more. Vindur slowly got to his feet, staring at Jessica. She was sliding over the ground. The electricity from her feet was repelling her slightly. Vindur would slowly get to his feet, stomping his sole to the ground.
