Alfons moved first.
[Blazing Arc] A whip of fire lashed out across the cracked stone, searing through the damp air of the labyrinth. Trafalgar twisted his body sideways, pivoting his foot like a dancer mid-turn. The flames scorched past, close enough to sting his skin.
He barely had time to breathe before Alfons raised his wand again. Sleek white wood, etched with golden symbols, gleamed as the air above Trafalgar shimmered.
[Hydro Burst] A crashing stream of water erupted downward. Trafalgar slashed Maledicta upward in a sharp arc, splitting the torrent. The force still drenched one shoulder, knocking him to the ground with a splash. His back slammed into the wet stone, breath forced from his lungs.
"Pathetic," Alfons sneered, lowering his wand slightly as if the duel wasn't worth his full effort. "Is this truly the cursed heir of House Morgain? I expected more than a soaked rat crawling on the floor."
