The gentle rush of rain continued. There wasn't much thunder, just the ceaseless crash of water and the penetrating cold.
Lucen blew some water from his mouth. He was more used to the cold now, but the water inside his shoes made him want to rip them off.
"I'll only duel five more," he announced. "I'm human, too. I can't fight forever."
Set was squinting at him through the water in his eyes. He rubbed his hand over the wooden blade in his hand. He clicked his tongue. "I'm not going to be able to fight my best in this match. Should I let someone else go?"
"They won't be any better. But if we set up some rules and limitations, we can make this fun."
"What do you have in mind?"
"We'll each only be able to move three steps before stopping for five seconds," he explained. "We'll both close our eyes and only use mana sense in those five seconds when we stop, and any hit is a win."
Set furrowed his brow. "So, it's basically who can find the other first?"
