"CLANG!"
The blade flared with sparks as Ben blocked it with both his bracers. The armoured figure was stunned in place and lurched a step back.
An audible ringing blasted throughout the surroundings as Ben pulled back and roiling scarlet flame spun in his fist that he charged forward, "Crush-Fire!"
The knight blocked with his blade, but was buffeted back as the flames licked up till the visor of the helmet, illuminating the interior for a brief second while Ben wound up for the next strike.
"A worthy adversary," the knight proclaimed.
"CLING-TANG!"
"Sorry dude, love the action lines, but we're on a timeline," Ben limbered up and put up his fists, getting into more of a boxer's stance. He moved quite light despite the armour; the bracers in full form glowed a scarlet red even under the sunlight.
"Pinfree," Diana uttered, which sent the ramrat scampering across the front of the warehouse with her orders.
