Grover and Tanya were locked in a relentless battle, their attacks colliding with enough force to shake the entire chamber. Neither of them held back. Every move was sharp, every strike was intended to kill.
Waves of energy exploded through the air, scattering dust and fragments of stone across the ground. Their figures blurred in motion, flashing from one end of the chamber to the other, each unleashing techniques that made the walls rumble and crack.
Max entered quietly, his boots pressing against the ground without making a sound. Blue lightning flickered faintly around his body, but neither of the two combatants seemed to notice him. They were far too engrossed in their own clash, consumed by the single-minded desire to overpower the other. Their focus on each other was absolute, leaving no attention for anything else in the world.
