Battle to the death

"Die!" Mira shouted stretching her hand, as lightning formed at her palm spiralling fiercely. She was conjuring up one of her powerful skills as she struggled to keep up steading herself in place, from the huge waves of air being released.

'Fuck am almost at my limit.' She inwardly cursed sensing she was almost at her limit, and it wouldn't be long she couldn't fight anymore.

'N-no.. I can't be a dead weight.' Mira inwardly said, refusing to give up as Atlanta depended on her. Gritting her teeth, the lightning spiraling in her palm had now condensed into a small purple ball. Looking closer, one could see lightning cracks constantly radiating within it.

"Chew on this!" Mira shouted, shooting the ball out from her palm. The small lightning ball shot fast at great speed, immediately meeting it's target colliding head on.