There was a moment of frozen tension-
And then the wall broke. A gust tore over them, splitting rocks and clawing at the very seams that barely held the wreckage together. It brought with it a malicious chill, and a darkness that enveloped their world.
But even in the darkness, Ehvren's eyes began to glow, the runes blazing with an electric like shock of light as a glow began to cast out of his body. And just as the roar of the darkness was nearly snuffing them out-
Ehvren raised his blade against the wall of power, then lashed forward, sword splicing into the darkening threat, and cut through it like a bolt of lightning. The darkness shook, trembling the room and sending some of the columns tumbling over. And as it drew back, Ehvren readied his blade again, snarling out words long forgotten in his primal tongue before he sprang again, cutting without mercy untilt he darkness itself bled away from it's blows and the pair were left standing there- the ruins trembling, and beginning to fall down in heavy stone pieces and pillows of dust all around.