Xaran slammed his sword into Kalann's and twisted it, driving it down. The force of the blow drove Kalann's blade into the stone like a hot knife cutting butter. Sneering, Xaran furiously jabbed at Kalann's unprotected chest, but Kalann swiftly yanked his sword up, pulling a chunk of the platform along with it. The rock smashed into Xaran's face, powdering it and sending the warlord stumbling back.
Seeing an opening, Kalann dove forward and slashed at Xaran's knees. A streak of light lashed through the air, and Xaran screamed in fury as he stumbled. Catching his fall with his sword, he swiftly raised his open palm, and a streak of darkness burst forth. Kalann leveled his blade just in time to catch the black beam on it. The force of the blow hit him like a tidal wave, and he gasped as his feet left the ground. He crashed against the black throne and crumpled to the ground.