The two loyal warriors of their respective kingdoms clashed, Aurora's steel axe impacting off of Uriel's shield. The attack had more power than one would expect from a child of the fae, making the two instruments of battle create a harmonious ring from the impact. Uriel used the contact to try and disarm the brunette of her weapon, but the soldier of Light held strong, barely wincing as the shield smashed into her left Axe. Aurora quickly flitted away, her wings carrying her away from the general's follow up sword swing. Seeing the general take a step back to collect himself gave the young faerie her own moment to recover from the short engagement.

The armored warrior in front of her was not to be trifled with. He had an obvious defense and strength advantage, as well as a longer reach to make matters worse for her. The only thing she had over the Child of Dark was speed, and lots of it. Thankfully, the general had apparently wished for their fight to be a duel, and not a slaughter, keeping his own soldiers back so he could fight her all on his own. That was fine with her. She could destroy the rest of them after she killed this one, her earlier fears of being overwhelmed lost in the throes of excitement. Using the magical energies inside of her, she imbued her weapons with the power of lightning, the silver duo crackling and fizzing from the added element. Her maniac grin widening even further on her face, she flew forward as if to strike from the front again, only to quickly swerve around the soldier of Darkness instead, her two pairs of wings stopping and moving once more on a dime and bringing her behind him. 

Flipping her axe into an upside-down grip within her right hand, she sent an uppercut to the general's helmet. If the hit landed, the axe's blade would smash straight into the area where helmet met body armor, either cleaving through the helmet itself, or only pulling the head covering off of her opponent if he leaned or stepped forward. No matter what though, the electricity would jump from her weapon to the armor, being conducted by the soldier's protective gear. This time, her left axe was the one that would defend her from any retaliation. Depending if her move failed or not, she would flit away once more to dive at his right side, using the left axe in a left to right diagonal chop into his flank. No matter his rank, the armored warrior would fall. She would make sure of it.
[@Polaris North]