Chapter 1690: Chapter 1507: Training~Final

Chapter 1690: Chapter 1507: Training~Final



The air crackled with anticipation, the playful banter replaced by a focused silence. Luna hefted her staff, its polished wood gleaming in the blue light. Maria unsheathed her ice sword, the blade radiating a frosty aura. The two women stood poised, a storm brewing in the vast training ground. They weren't just sisters or friends anymore; they were opponents, locked in a dance of skill and strategy. The playful sparring had ignited a fire within them, and the true training session was about to begin.

Swoosh!!

They disappeared together and their weapons meet midair.

Bang!

The clang of steel against wood echoed through the training ground as Maria and Luna launched into their next duel.

Maria, a whirlwind of controlled fury, wielded her ice blade with deadly precision. Each swing was a calculated strike, aiming to exploit any opening in Luna's defenses. The blade, imbued with her magic, left trails of frosty mist in its wake, chilling the very air around them.

Luna, on the other hand, was a whirlwind of raw energy. Her staff, a blur of motion, danced around Maria's attacks, blocking and deflecting with practiced ease. She fought with an almost reckless abandon, her movements fueled by her light magic that crackled around the staff's tip. The ground trembled with the force of her blows, each one powerful enough to shatter stone.Nnêw n0vel chapters are published at novelhall.com

The initial exchange was a blur of strikes and parries.

Bang! Bang!

Maria, the strategist, probed for weaknesses, searching for an opening to land a decisive blow. Luna, the brawler, relied on her raw power and unpredictable movements to keep Maria off-balance.

Neither women gained a clear advantage. Maria's ice magic, while powerful, struggled to pierce Luna's constant barrage of staff attacks. Conversely, Luna's overwhelming strength couldn't overcome Maria's defensive maneuvers and the reach of her blade.

The stalemate wouldn't last long. Sweat began to bead on their foreheads, and their breaths grew ragged. They were pushing each other to their limits, their bodies screaming in protest. But neither woman would yield. This wasn't just about winning; it was about respect, about proving their worth.

But the pain in her leg was a relentless foe. Maria's movements grew slower, less precise. She stumbled back, her ice blade dropping slightly. Seeing her chance, Luna launched a final, overhead strike with her staff.

Maria, fueled by a warrior's pride, refused to yield. With a surge of adrenaline, she raised her ice blade just in time, deflecting the blow with a bone-jarring impact.

BANG!

The force of the clash sent tremors through both women, pushing them back several steps.

"Huff! Huff!"

Luna, chest heaving, staff held precariously in her hand, stared at Maria. The Ice Empress, pale but resolute, stood firm, her ice blade trembling slightly. The fight had reached a stalemate, both women exhausted, their bodies screaming in protest.

A tense silence descended upon the training ground. Sweat dripped from their brows, their breaths echoing in the heavy air. Neither Luna nor Maria would admit defeat, but they both knew they couldn't continue at this pace.

Finally, Luna lowered her staff, a grudging respect shining in her golden eyes.

"Alright, Alexia," she panted, a hint of a smile playing on her lips.

"Looks like a draw this time."

Maria, after a moment's hesitation, lowered her ice blade as well. A ghost of a smile touched her lips.

"Indeed, Lû," she admitted. "Perhaps another day we can settle the score."

Relief, as well as a healthy dose of admiration, washed over them both. They had pushed each other to their limits, a testament to their unwavering will and skill. The playful sparring had evolved into a fierce dance of combat, a display of the deep bond that existed between them. It was truly a beautiful fight where they both gauged each other progress. Next time they would do a group battle with the others. Everything was to be prepared for the war growing closer, they must use every opportunity to strength themselves. Honing their skills is a must.