A new Tenebris appeared.
She still held her face, but with her legs, she crouched to the ground and swept kicked it. As the Tenebris crashed to the floor, she kicked it again harder. This kick felt new. It was the kick of discomfort and panic. She stepped back and wanted nothing more but for this Trial to end. Any fight she had left started to drain, just like the first time she was here, though under much easier circumstances.
She ran away and then ran out of breath.
