"Oh, you would," Tobias muttered, summoning a long, single-edged blade from his inventory with a burst of shimmering light. "Alright. Let's see what you've got, Princess."
Celeste didn't waste time.
A blue shimmer ran across her hand as she reached into her storage ring, summoning two twin swords — thin, curved like crescent moons, with wind runes etched into their blades.
Tobias raised a brow. "Wind affinity?"
"Mid-tier mastery," she replied confidently.
They stood a few paces apart.
Then the wind stilled for a moment, just a breath before the match began.
Celeste moved first.
She lunged forward with a dancer's grace, her blades moving in a whirling rhythm as she slashed toward Tobias's side.
He parried with one hand, easily knocking her away, but she flowed into a spinning motion and came at him from the opposite side.
Their blades clashed — once, twice, again. Sparks flew as steel kissed steel, and the sound echoed across the field.
