บท 38: Serena Vs Queen : Sunday Special!

Serena raced through the barren terrain, her labored breaths echoing in the confined space.

Her gaze darted nervously over her shoulder to the relentless figure closing in on her.

"You can't escape," the woman's voice hissed through the wind.

She emerged from the shadows, a haunting silhouette in her flowing black robe, her obsidian eyes locked onto Serena.

Chills coursed down Serena's spine as the towering walls seemed to press in on them, enclosing the two in an eerie arena of their own.

Serena's determination wavered. "I can't defeat her; she's too powerful," she murmured, her voice quivering.

She pivoted to face her pursuer, clutching her sword with trembling hands.

Beads of sweat glistened on her forehead as she steeled herself.

The enigmatic woman continued to stand there, an unsettling presence that defied comprehension.

"She's just standing there... I have to make the first move," Serena resolved.