The fight continued, a whirlwind of fury and desperation. Number Two, in her Chaos Form, cackled with glee as she unleashed the very fabric of space itself against Incursio. With a flick of her wrist, the air around Incursio began to distort, the space warping inwards in an attempt to crush the former Number Two.
But Incursio, a veteran of countless battles, recognized the telltale signs of the Spatial element distorting reality. Reacting with the speed born of experience, she didn't try to fight the collapsing space. Instead, with a muttered word and a surge of her own magic, she activated her temporal ability. Time itself seemed to slow down around her, the world moving in a sluggish ballet.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!