Selina laughed, a cold, mocking sound, her savage thrill for battle radiating through her. "Easily? Oh no," she purred, pushing against his fiery blade. "I plan on enjoying this, dumbass."
"Last time, you had help. That pathetic statue won't be able to help you again," She swung her blade again as she spoke, this time aiming for his side.
"Are you sure about that?" However, the Half-Drow Leader just smiled and effortlessly blocked her attack with a deft twist of his wrist as he replied, causing his flame-imbued sword to burn even more intensely.
The heat was becoming unbearable, and the very air around them seemed to sizzle. But Selina was far from fazed. In fact, she was growing more excited.
The body she was using now—was modified using one of the dead Bio-Mechanical soldiers—made from a combination of flesh and metal, not as advanced as her true body, it was vulnerable to the fire attribute that had bested her in their last battle.