The Chaos Wars
The cold and thin hair barely affected him as he dived into the crowd of harbingers, transforming into his Paladin form just before reaching the ground.
“Dance of the Paladin.” He ran past them in a flurry of movement, stepping between them quickly and slashing through their chests. They dropped to the ground, save for one, smaller than the rest. It floated in the air, as if sizing up its opponent. It stretched its hand out and an orb appeared in it, it was small and purple, pulsating softly. The orb hovered in the hands of the harbinger for a while before it swung its hands around, the orb releasing a wide arc of energy. Willow dodged effortlessly, entering the blind spot of the harbinger.
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