The tension in the chamber reached its peak as the Water Blade King unsheathed his blade.
The metallic sound of the weapon being drawn resonated through the air, adding to the charged atmosphere.
"Let me show you why I am called the Water Blade King," he declared with a mix of confidence and arrogance.
The blade glistened in the chamber's soft light, reflecting the powerful aura emanating from its wielder.
Elena's gaze remained steady. Her eyes focused on the gleaming blade.
With a swift motion, the Water Blade King lunged forward, his body a blur as he closed the distance between himself and Elena.
His movements were fueled by his conviction to assert his dominance and defeat his opponent.
In response, Elena braced herself, her senses heightened and her mind focused.
But before the Water Blade King could strike, he issued a command to his two subordinates with a voice filled with authority and arrogance, "Lock her!"
