This isn't even his most impressive form - that would be far greater and, he thinks, dangerous to reveal. Would he be able to get his body back, even? He doesn't want to find out.
He hefts his sword to block her charge, but she turns out to be too fast for him, ducking in and landing a hard blow across his cheekbone, this strike crackling with as much violent energy as the last. He grits his teeth and skids back a bit, and again he hears Orisa cry out. Knowing that she isn't being spared from this enrages him more than he'd been prepared for, and when he lunges back it is with far greater aggressive force. He takes a swipe at Illyria, not aiming to kill - he has no desire for that, especially in a mere dream - but to wound severely. He wants her to know she is not as powerful as she thinks she is.
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He hefts his sword to block her charge, but she turns out to be too fast for him, ducking in and landing a hard blow across his cheekbone, this strike crackling with as much violent energy as the last. He grits his teeth and skids back a bit, and again he hears Orisa cry out. Knowing that she isn't being spared from this enrages him more than he'd been prepared for, and when he lunges back it is with far greater aggressive force. He takes a swipe at Illyria, not aiming to kill - he has no desire for that, especially in a mere dream - but to wound severely. He wants her to know she is not as powerful as she thinks she is.