It was her first time fighting against someone who wasn't actively underestimating her ability. Tectus was a lot smarter than Azrael, and she didn't make the mistake of relying on magic to help her. The idea of holding back was beginning to shoot for the exit. She'd avoid doing any permanent damage - there. That'd be enough of a compromise.

A great, violently magenta shadow began to fall down on her. Relic had been crushed before. It hadn't been nice. She was really eager to avoid that experience again. Her wings flapped and kicked up dust as she attempted to avoid the immediate area of effect.