Whoosh! Hila, twisted his body, narrowly avoiding the devastating blow. The force of the missed attack sent tremors through the air, dislodging chunks of masonry from the crumbling walls.
"You're persistent, I'll give you that," Hila sneered, his voice a low growl. "But your efforts are futile. You cannot defeat me."
"We'll see about that," Alex retorted, his eyes blazing with a fierce light. Added a sword in his right hands, He lunged forward, his sword a blur as he unleashed a series of rapid strikes.
Hila parried each blow with uncanny precision, his double swords deflecting Alex's attacks with a metallic clang. The two figures danced around each other, their movements a deadly ballet of steel and magic.
The duplicate Alex, not to be outdone, joined the fray, his attacks mirroring the original's with uncanny accuracy. Hila, now facing two opponents of equal skill, found himself struggling to maintain his composure.