“Stop laughing!” Kara yelled, locking blades once again. Morlana kicked Kara in the chest and spun her sword in a playful display of superiority. Kara rolled backward, planting her hands against the ground, winded from the heavy blow. Morlana walked toward Kara twirling her sword. Her cold stare sent a pulse of fear shooting through Kara’s body.
“Oh, I love that look in your eyes. I love this part. This is the part where you realize you’re outclassed, and you can’t win.”
“Shut up, shut up, shut up!” Kara screamed, charging again.
While Kara fought, Bartas took on a hoard of soldiers nearby. He dispatched throngs of combatants with fierce determination and fearlessness. He fought as if he belonged on the battlefield, violently brandishing his giant ax with herculean power. Siena’s words,
