We need to talk

The demon killer's aura clashed violently with my own, the energy in the room crackling like a storm about to break. I felt a thrill of fear and excitement as I squared off against her, my black and white flames dancing around me in anticipation. This was the moment I had been preparing for, the culmination of years of training and grief.

"You think you can end this so easily?" she repeated, her voice now a snarl of raw defiance. The dark energy around her pulsed, an oppressive wave that pressed against my chest, threatening to suffocate me.

"I'll do more than think," I shot back, summoning every ounce of my magic. "I will end you."

The demon killer lunged at me with blinding speed, her fists encased in dark energy. I barely had time to dodge, my flames flaring out in a defensive burst. She pivoted smoothly, launching a series of rapid strikes that I parried with desperate precision. Each blow was like a hammer, sending shockwaves through my arms.