Sera's expressionless mask stared out from the reflection on Castiel's helmet. She barely had a moment to pull out her sword and jump away from the Executioner's falling body.
As she moved away, her reflection came alive and jumped away from Castiel's body too. A pair of curved silver blades appeared in her hands, then suddenly burst into cleansing golden flames.
Both Seras landed on a nearby branch, then brandished their swords and ran at each other.
From the outside, neither woman had any differentiating factors. Their moves had the exact same speed and strength. They matched each other's attacks perfectly, never letting the opponent get the upper hand.
They both had the same repertoire of abilities, which should've made certain neither could win nor lose. However, one side wasn't playing fairly...
