Sera's POV
The commander's blade came at my throat.
I barely dodged—throwing myself sideways, feeling the wind of its passage against my skin, the cold kiss of death missing by inches. He was fast. Faster than any Arbiter I'd faced. Ancient power rolled off him in waves, making my wolf cower and my human heart stutter with primal fear.
But my Lunaris blood rose to meet him.
I spun, bringing my sword up, and our blades clashed with a ring that echoed across the battlefield. The impact jarred my arms, sent pain shooting through my shoulders. He was stronger than me—much stronger—but I was faster, more desperate, fighting for something he'd long since forgotten.
"Pretty," he snarled, pressing his advantage, driving me back with blow after blow. "But not enough. Not nearly enough."
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