The clash between Freya and Lydia was inevitable, a culmination of simmering tensions and conflicts.
"LET'S FIGHT!"
With a voice filled with determination, Lydia scoffed,
"I don't care if you want to fight or not." In a seemingly gravity-defying feat, she propelled herself into the air, her nimble fingers tightening around Freya's neck. The world spun as Freya's head collided with the unforgiving ground, sending a jolt of pain coursing through her body. The disorientation threatened to consume her, but she summoned her inner strength, refusing to succumb to defeat.
As Freya slowly regained her senses, she realized that Lydia craved an outward display of power, a spectacle for all to witness. The realization ignited a fiery determination within her, urging her to rise up and face the battle head-on.
