Sera dashed forward, her curved silver blades carving lines into the glass ground. Her white teeth seemed to glisten in the light covering her body as she grinned with delight.
Castiel's polearm moved in a similar pattern, its long axe blade digging into the cracked mirror below. His face revealed a great deal of excitement and battle hungriness while running towards Sera.
She raised her sword just as he slashed upward with his polearm. With both weapons, she blocked the axe blade, then pushed it aside and slashed at Castiel's neck.
The Executioner leaned away, her sword cutting the air only millimeters from his neck. His hands slid back on the polearm, giving him more reach to thrust at Sera's midsection.
The Angel sidestepped the blow, then placed her leg on the polearm's shaft and flipped over Castiel.
