Swords clashed and sliced through the air, as both sisters began their duel. Zyra hits Emily with a dangerous move, and they pause. Emily glared at her while Zyra wore a smirk and they breathed heavily while turning around in circles, eyes remaining on each other.
"You did get better at this, looks like you didn't give up after all".
"I don't give. You do". Emily spat back. Zyra laughed in mockery and the battle resumed.
"You gave up on yourself. The person you used to be. The person my father made you and you chose love…". She spoke, breathing heavily, while their swords hit against each other.
"... Love destroyed you. Love made you weak, vulnerable, and easy to access". She spoke every word, deep. Slicing through Zyra's cheek.
"Tss". Zyra hissed, stepping back as she touched the blood on her cheek. She was distracted and Emily had the first blood spill.
