CLANG!
CLANG!
The two swords clashed, sending sparks and shockwaves that tore through the air. Each strike wasn't just a collision of metal but of pure force that made the entire battlefield tremble.
The air cracked, the ground splintered, and the horizon seemed to warp as the energy of their blows collided.
Roman moved like a shadow, his two short swords forming an "X" as he struck. Every swing cut through the air with frightening precision. Kael countered, his own blade parrying the storm of slashes as the two became blurs of light and motion. The earth beneath them shattered, crumbling into dust with each impact.
Then suddenly, Roman stepped back, his eyes glowing with an arrogant light.
"Enough of this," he said coldly, his voice echoing like a roar from the heavens. "Witness the power of Pride."
The world around him began to twist.
