Ankhur's grin widened as Erik's hammer descended, the thundersnow blast crackling with raw elemental power. At the last possible moment, sand-coloured runes flashed, and Ankhur twisted his body. Sand erupting from the ground beneath him, forming a swirling vortex that propelled him sideways.
The hammer missed its mark, slamming into the ground with an explosive crash, sending shards of ice and arcs of electricity spiralling outward.
At the same time, Ankhur quickly found his balance, and stomped the ground. Suddenly, the sand beneath Erik's feet shifted violently, turning into quicksand-like sludge. Erik's boots began to sink, and his balance wavered.
But Erik was no novice, and he had a great many different abilities. Dark blue runes flashed on his fur. With a sharp pulse of spatial energy, he teleported just a few feet away, avoiding being fully trapped.