บท 51: The Cost Of Secrets

The training room was filled with an intense Neba as Beth and her opponent faced each other.

Beth made the first move, darting forward with a speed that left a blur in her wake. She was a whirlwind of motion, her agility and grace making her seem almost ethereal.

Her opponent, however, stood his ground, his strength and durability a stark contrast to her swift elegance.

Their swords clashed with a metallic ring, the sound echoing through the room. Beth's strikes were precise and fast, aiming for his weak points.

She danced around him, her movements fluid and unpredictable. Each swing of her sword was a calculated effort to outmaneuver her opponent, who parried with brute strength.

Despite her agility, the guy's endurance began to show. He absorbed her blows with minimal reaction, his eyes tracking her every move. With a sudden, powerful swing, he forced Beth to backflip away, narrowly avoiding his blade.