The sweeping Blunt Sword cut through the air, the figures of two casually dressed girls intertwining as their blades clashed atop the fortress's expansive rooftop.
Though it was merely a basic sword path practice, the chestnut-haired girl with braided pigtails gave it her utmost effort, combining all the techniques she had learned thus far with unyielding determination.
The two repeatedly exchanged blows in the basic routines of swordsmanship, yet even with identical speeds and moves—nothing beyond the standard techniques—Treya increasingly struggled to keep up with the rhythm.
A slight misstep, with her arm lagging behind her body mid-dodge, caused a horizontal slash of Olivia's blade to pass dangerously close, forcing the chestnut-haired girl to blink instinctively in response to the looming threat.
That fraction of a second's hesitation made her lose track of Olivia's movements. In her rush to lift her blade and block, Treya could no longer stop the momentum of Olivia's sword.
