The air was thick and heavy with tension; it felt like even time had paused to watch. The silence between the clash of swords was deafening, filled only by ragged breaths and the distant crackle of lightning splitting across the sky.
The ground rumbled, and tables and chairs shook in the nearby palace from the tremors. The air itself was pulsating with energy, very dark and intense.
Cedric's swords crashed with Thamiel's. The 6th prince effortlessly fended off his attack before pushing him back. Thamiel's eyes flickered, and he switched to the side to block another attack.
A proud smile crept onto his lips. Cedric had started to infuse teleportation in his style. "Not bad, but you need to work on your speed." He mentioned. Their swords were against each other. Cedric's teeth were grinding.
Thamiel smiled, then kicked Cedric away. He stumbled on the floor. Rolling a few feet before he stopped moving. Thamiel rolled his shoulders and then adjusted his stance.
