Author's Note: Do Not Unlock Yet. Chapter Is Still Under Construction.
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Blades swung faster than most could see. Elyra shifted with unnatural grace, flowing through every movement like liquid frost, her green-tinted blade flicking effortlessly to intercept every blow.
On the fourth swing, she twisted and sent him flying with a sudden shoulder check that struck with the force of a charging beast. Zeke crashed into a stone barrier and rolled across the ground, dazed.
Zeke surged forward like a launched spear, swinging his blade horizontally in a move that could split steel beams. Elyra raised her sword and met the attack with a single-handed parry. A booming clash rang out, cracking the ground beneath them.
