Clash of Winds

I shot out a tendril of shadow to stop him, wrapping it around his injured leg to draw him back, or at least tether him to me.

He shot out his hand towards me, and the next thing that followed was a terrible gust of wind and shadows.

I lost my footing before I could think. The wind carried me, slapping me against tree branches, the dust making it impossible to see.

First sprint, now shadows and ae