Chapitre 47: (XLVII) The Friendly Spar - Part 2

"As if that would work!" Viktoria laughed, flicking her wrist casually as the chunk of ice flying toward her erupted into a thousand snowflakes and gathered around her weapon. She rushed toward Jackson, swinging her rapier around her.

Lightning danced around his feet as he quickly avoided the spikes of ice that shot out from below him, jumping rapidly as she chased after him, leaping between the peaks of the points.

She continued to swing her rapier around, the spikes behind her erupting and quickly gathering around her feet as an ice slide gathered under her and rapidly expanded toward him as Victoria shot forward along it, twirling as she approached him.

Jackson quickly ducked under the blade, which sliced through the air where his head had just been, stabbing both of his swords into the ground as he fluidly turned around and grabbed her wrist with his left hand, pulling her forward, and she slammed her rapier into the ground, creating a large crater.