No one wanted to be demoted.
Fianna smirked. So this was a battle not just for advancement but for survival.
Elana folded her arms. "Your battles start next week. Prepare accordingly. Dismissed."
As the students began to file out, the tension in the air was palpable. Everyone was already evaluating their potential opponents.
Fianna glanced at Caspian one last time before walking off.
This was going to be interesting
.....
(POV: Vynesaa El'Leather)
Clash!
Steel met steel, the ringing sound echoing through the academy's private training hall.
The duel between Vynesaa El'Leather and Fianna Redmond had been going on for nearly fifteen minutes, yet neither of them was willing to back down.
Vynesaa's blade moved with precise, elegant arcs—like flowing water. Each movement calculated.
She barely seemed out of breath, her lavender eyes locked onto Fianna's every move.
Fianna, on the other hand, was unrelenting.
