Gift From The Past

Running with all of her might, Alyss scrambled around the arena while countless tendrils of dark energy spawned wherever the woman glanced.

Her senses were pushed to the limit as she couldn't envision a way to attack the host without being consumed by her gaze.

'HAVE YOU FIGURED IT OUT YET?!?!' She screamed at Cayla.

[SHUT UP! I'M TRYING TO THINK!] Cayla screamed back as she too was scrambling through her old notes, trying to figure out how to defeat this host.

However, everything that she had written in the past couldn't be used right now since it didn't match Alyss's fighting style at all. Attack from afar? Using a ritual to isolate?

Using certain Sigils to blind?

Alyss couldn't access any of those right now. And even if she did, she needed high level Sigils for it to work on the host.

With what she knew of her, the Zenia family rarely gave her powerful blood since they were afraid of her escaping.