Chapter 284: Sylph Vs Mirra

In another part of the battlefield, Sylph and Mirra faced each other, the air between them heavy with crackling tension. The fiery intensity in their gazes spoke volumes as they prepared for their inevitable clash.

"You seem confident for someone who's about to lose," Sylph taunted, her lips curling into a smirk. Her voice was light, playful, as if the battle were nothing more than a game.

Mirra sneered, her hands already glowing with dark energy. "Confidence? No, dear, it's certainty." Her voice dripped with malice, sharp and cutting like the claws she was about to summon.

Without waiting for another word, Sylph leaped into action, her movements fluid and graceful. The wind answered her call, swirling around her like a loyal servant.

With a flick of her wrist, she unleashed Whirling Blades, sending a barrage of razor-sharp wind blades toward Mirra. The wind shrieked as it tore through the air, deadly and precise.

Mirra's eyes narrowed, her expression hardening into one of cold determination. "Pathetic," she muttered under her breath. With a swift motion, she activated Puppet Rend, dark energy swirling around her hands.

Massive nether claws erupted from her fingers, slashing through the incoming wind blades with terrifying precision. The clash of elemental wind and nether energy filled the air with a deafening roar.

Sylph's smile didn't falter. "Oh? Not bad," she said with a teasing lilt, her voice filled with amusement.

"Not bad?" Mirra echoed mockingly, her eyes gleaming with malice. "I'm just getting started."

With a flick of her wrist, she extended her hand, summoning forth ethereal chains that shimmered with dark, soul-sapping energy. Soulchain Bind. "Let's see how fast you are now," she hissed, her voice a venomous whisper as the chains shot toward Sylph, aiming to ensnare her.

Sylph's eyes sparkled with playful amusement. "Chains again? How boring," she quipped, her tone dripping with mockery. In an instant, her body became a blur of motion as she activated Zephyr Step, disappearing from her spot just as the chains reached her.

Mirra's eyes widened, her confident smirk faltering. "Where—" she began, but Sylph was already gone.

Sylph reappeared behind her, her voice carrying a mocking lilt. "You'll have to be faster than that, dear," she teased, her tone light and airy, as though the chains posed no threat at all. She moved with such grace, dodging the chains as though they were slow, cumbersome things.

Mirra growled in frustration, her teeth clenched as she glared at Sylph, eyes blazing with barely contained fury. "Damn you!" she spat, her voice thick with venomous anger. Every second felt like the battle was slipping out of her control, and she could not stand it.

Her face twisted into a snarl as she summoned her two Nether Puppets, their towering forms flanking her, radiating dark energy.

She leveled a seething gaze at Sylph, her hands trembling with rage. "I've had enough of your tricks!" she barked, her voice sharp and cutting through the tension like a blade.

With a vicious flick of her wrist, she commanded the puppets, "Activate Nether Grip Command!" The puppets' bodies surged with power, their already formidable strength and durability magnified as dark energy coursed through them.

Mirra's voice dropped into a low, dangerous tone as she issued her next order. "Now, tear her apart. Use Puppet Rend!"

The nether energy pulsed through the puppets' claws, sharpening them into deadly weapons, their tips glowing ominously. They lunged forward, claws outstretched, aiming to rip Sylph apart.

But Sylph's expression didn't waver. Her calm demeanor remained, even as the monstrous puppets bore down on her. Moving with fluid grace, she raised her hand, her voice soft but full of confidence. "Is that all?" she whispered, more to herself than to Mirra.

With a wave of her hand, Sylph summoned Wind's Caress, a powerful yet gentle breeze swirling around her like a protective embrace.

The wind shield hummed with energy, deflecting the puppets' vicious attacks with ease. The claws, which should have torn through flesh, slid off the wind barrier harmlessly.

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Mirra's face contorted with rage, her fists clenching tightly at her sides. "Enough of this!" she snarled, her voice trembling with fury. Her eyes flashed dangerously as her frustration boiled over. She wouldn't allow Sylph to keep dodging her every attack. She refused to be outdone.

"Time to end this!" she screamed, her voice rising to a fever pitch. With a wave of her hand, she activated Puppet Frenzy, her voice filled with mad desperation. The dark energy crackled violently as her two Nether Puppets, and even Mirra herself, entered a berserk state.

The puppets' movements became a blur, their strikes wild and erratic, clawing relentlessly at Sylph from all sides.

Their power and speed were overwhelming, and Mirra's eyes gleamed with savage satisfaction. "Let's see how long your precious wind can protect you!" she hissed through clenched teeth, her voice filled with cruel anticipation.

But Sylph remained unshaken. Her eyes narrowed, gleaming with steely resolve. "You think mindless rage will help you?" she murmured, her voice low and dangerous. "I'll show you what real power looks like."

With a single, commanding motion, Sylph summoned her ultimate technique—Tempest's Wrath. The ground beneath them trembled as the sky darkened, swirling winds gathering into a towering tornado.

The winds howled with violent fury, twisting and growing larger by the second, pulling in debris and threatening to devour everything in its path.

Mirra's eyes widened in shock, her breath catching in her throat as she took an involuntary step back. "What... what is this?" she whispered, her voice faltering. The tornado's winds roared louder, more ferocious, and for the first time, Mirra's confidence wavered.

Her Nether Puppets struggled against the relentless pull of the storm, their berserk movements no longer enough to overpower the raw force of the tornado. Even Mirra herself staggered, her footing unsure as she fought to maintain her balance. Sёarᴄh the nôvelFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Is this all you've got?" Sylph's voice cut through the chaos, calm yet powerful, as she stood at the heart of the storm, completely in control. Her eyes flashed with determination as the winds howled around her, and the tornado loomed above, ready to consume everything in its path.

The battle was about to reach its peak.