Kael's lightning strike cut through the air like a spear.
"Thunder Step!"
In an instant, he vanished in a flash of blue light, reappearing right in front of Rhys. His sword came down fast — a crackling arc of power that could split stone.
Rhys moved just as quickly.
"Swift Cut!"
The black blade of Ruinous Darkness met Kael's lightning sword mid-swing. Sparks exploded on impact. The force of it pushed both of them back across the platform.
The crowd roared.
Kael grinned, eyes flashing. "Not bad! Let's see how long that calm lasts!"
He dashed again, faster this time, his boots leaving trails of electricity. "Storm Slash!"
Rhys twisted aside, feeling the air sing as the blade missed his cheek by inches. His own sword pulsed in his grip — the crimson veins on its surface glowing brighter, almost alive.
He struck back.
"Whirlwind Slash!"
