Elspeth vs. Xenagos 1

As in the battle with the Rageblood, she knew she couldn’t go head to head with an opponent of greater size. Xenagos’s immense hand reached out, swiping at her like a mosquito, but she dodged and sliced into him. Elspeth’s speed was uncanny, and the god could barely track her. In constant motion, she circled around and slashed him over and over. And with every cut, she said Daxos’s name inside her mind. Daxos. Hundreds of times, she paid homage to the fallen oracle with the cutting motion of her blade. And she would say it a hundred more, because even though she wasn’t killing Xenagos with her gashes, she knew her blade was damaging Nyx.

The Godsend was flaying the foundations of the god-realm, and the ground beneath them rumbled as if reacting in pain. The battle between the celestials and Xenagos’s satyrs raged behind them, and as he promised, Ajani had abandoned his healing magic and protected her with his axe. No foe could approach her as she waged her personal war against the Satyr-God. Finally, the ground under Xenagos crumbled inward, and the god seemed to sink lower into the black marble of the battleground. His height was diminished, but he could track her more easily. Elspeth recognized the new danger, and she dashed back to Ajani to avoid Xenagos’s oncoming blow. But she wasn’t quick enough, and Xenagos slammed her into the ground.

Ribs broken and body bruised, Elspeth lay stunned on the roiling marble, gasping for air as Xenagos loomed directly above, lording his power and dominance over her.

Journey Into Nyx: Godsend, Part II, Chapter 15