The battlefield was in ruins. The once-grand altar was now reduced to rubble, the torches long snuffed out by the sheer force of their clash. Cracks ran deep across the stone ground, and jagged scars from their blades marred the walls.
Zenon exhaled, his breath steady despite the intensity of the battle. He could feel the heat rising in his muscles, the thrill of combat coursing through his veins. His grip tightened around his sword, but a smirk played on his lips.
She’s strong. No, she’s beyond strong. And we haven’t even used our full power yet.
Across from him, Ruby Anne stood tall, her Lightning Espada crackling with energy. Her coat was tattered from the relentless exchanges, her hair slightly disheveled, yet her eyes gleamed with pure exhilaration.
"You're enjoying this, aren't y
