The fight between Kaelen and Selvara was not just a duel. It was a disaster.
Golden light crashed against black ice. The ground between them looked wrecked. One side was covered in dark frost that made the air cold. The other side was burned black, with small embers where the hero's power hit.
Clang!
Their swords met, and a shockwave of pure energy exploded from the impact, kicking up a cloud of ash and snow.
Kaelen was a roaring fire. His Battleborn Will skill was now fully active. His body glowed with a power that was terrifying to watch. Every swing of his sword was stronger than the last. He was a hero in his prime, a force of nature that could not be stopped.
"You are fast," he grunted, pushing her back with his superior strength. "But you cannot win. My power grows with every second. Yours will fade."
