Bab 136: Intense Training

The playful banter of moments ago had given way to a focused silence, broken only by the whoosh of wind and the occasional clang of metal. The fight had intensified, a whirlwind of movement and anticipation. Noah, fueled by adrenaline and an Unprecedented Sense, found himself pushed to his limits.

Lilith, a blur of white and silver under the wind's caress, seemed omnipresent. Her attacks, unpredictable and swift as a desert viper, arrived from every angle, each one a red warning flickering in Noah's vision. The training barrier clanged with a rhythmic beat as he parried blow after blow, his longsword a desperate shield against the relentless storm.

Sweat beaded on his forehead despite the cool caress of the wind magic. His breath came in ragged gasps, his muscles screaming in protest. But he couldn't give up. Not now, not when the premonitions flickered faster, urging him to find an opening, a weakness in her whirlwind assault.