Kaiser roared, channeling his aura into his blade and slashing the ground in a sweeping arc.
The force slammed into the witch, hurling her across the clearing. She hit the ground hard, coughing blood, but she smiled, baring sharp fox-like teeth.
"Impressive… the heir to the throne is not as weak as I thought."
Kaiser steadied his breathing, raising his sword again."I'm not the heir in your fairy tales. I am a knight of the Empire."
The witch rose to her feet, magic flaring violently around her, golden and blue light swirling like a storm.
"Very well," she whispered, eyes drifting ominously toward Valerie's tent."Let's see who survives until dawn."
The camp exploded into chaos once more, filled with magic, steel, blood, and unrelenting determination.
Kaiser had finally found the opening he had been waiting for.
