"Really?"
Arthur asked as he stretched out his hand and activated a wind magic spell to block the spears of darkness.
"Towering Tornado."
A giant whirlwind formed with him at the centre, its height easily reaching five meters as the top of the tornado was close to the ceiling of the private room.
Ignoring Arthur's answer to her spears of darkness, Layla stabbed her sword into the ground and cut off her magic, switching to ether before utilizing one of the new techniques she learnt under Aurora's tutelage.
A halo of dark light spread out around her outstretched hand, which then went on to encircle her hand. She then launched three beams of darkness-attributed ether towards Arthur, easily bypassing the raging whirlwind that surrounded him and hitting him square in the left shoulder.
"Guh!"
Arthur grunted in pain and disabled the tornado, as it offered no defence against Layla's beams of ether.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!