Their eyes were locked together.
The passion was fierce and fiery.
The heat between them was stimulating.
The sounds were enough to send shivers down the spine of even the most stoic of men.
Cain took a step forward, thrusting his blade forward. Behind him, another blade materialized out of thin air.
As he mercilessly jabbed forward with one hand, the other blade spun around, aimed at the nape of Ignis' neck.
Calmly, Ignis brought a hand up.
Her gauntlet gripped the blade that had been thrust forward hard, bending and snapping it in half.
The other blade was swift and deadly, but her instincts were too sharp to miss it.
Snapping her arm around, she swatted the blade out of the air like a fly.
Cain's brows twitched.
He had always known that Ignis was an incredible fighter, but some things had to be reasonable.
Then he thought about it again.
There is absolutely no way reason exists in a world of magic!
