Several hours into the night, Ethan was once again engaged in one of his usual tests of strength with his summons.
At this moment, he stood between Arael and Nina; they had both been caught in the middle of their attacks.
Ethan's arms were stretched to both sides, which is how he maintained the influence of his Dominion Aspect on them.
To his right, Arael had flown straight toward him, only to find herself suspended in midair by Ethan's control over gravity.
Her body hung several meters above the ground, her momentum completely halted.
To his left, Nina was caught in the middle of a swing, her massive sword frozen in place as gravity held her firmly where she stood.
Ethan was shirtless, and breathing hard as he caught his breath.
Partial scales covered his forearms and the backs of his hands, evidence of the slight draconic transformation he had taken on during the spar.
He stared between the two summons for a moment before tightening his grip.
