The atmosphere inside the grand hall grew increasingly steamy, and a mist began to swirl in the air.
Leah, Yelena, and Alisha felt their bodies heat up and beads of sweat forming, while Aizel and Tommy locked eyes in a fierce gaze.
Their fierce spells clashed with equal strength, and neither could overpower the other.
Aizel charged forward, his eyes locked on Tommy, as the other warrior did the same.
Tommy's longsword sliced through the air, but Aizel deftly parried the blow and stumbled backward under the force of the strike. The weight and power of the weapon were still proving difficult for him to handle.
As Tommy prepared to swing again, Aizel surprised him by hurling his own sword through the air. Tommy quickly raised his longsword to parry the incoming blade, but Aizel's lightning-quick kick struck the grip of the sword with full force, sending it flying from Tommy's grasp.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!