I back away frantically, in an attempt to gain strength through a pause, but obtain only a fleeting second to rest. My blocks are evanescent now, only momentary barriers. Though I can still neatly sidestep, deflect, or dodge most of her blows, I am now on the defensive, my strikes becoming progressively more timorous as she smoothly attacks with audacious accuracy. Yet as the battle steadily wears on, I slowly tire, and Kayla gradually begins to seem ubiquitous as her endurance solidly proves its worth. ![]() I let out a sigh of frustration even as I briefly acknowledge with a nod her skill, and fluidly swing to the side to effortlessly strike once more. But she quickly sidesteps, narrowly averting the blow with the tip of her sword. Gracefully deflecting her returning blow, I spin to the side, lithely swinging down to the right in a move I know Kayla can rarely block. ![]() For we are no longer Jennifer and Kayla, friends of old, but powerful archenemies, firmly locked into a duel which could ultimately decide the fate of an entire continent. She promptly parries, yet is effectively forced backwards as I bitterly shoot a mock glare at her. A few words suffice to quietly introduce the scene, then I resolutely attack, swinging my makeshift sword towards her right shoulder with all the power I can muster. ![]() ![]() Kayla and I ready ourselves to spar, confidently taking stances opposite each other.
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