Asher with his sword covered in indigo-colored energy stepped forward, his movements fluid and confident.
The indigo energy emanating from his blade created an ethereal glow that illuminated his determined expression.
As he advanced, the air seemed to crackle with anticipation, and his every step left faint traces of the energy on the ground.
Isabelle mirrored his stance, her long sword held expertly in hand. Her eyes locked onto Asher, her focus unwavering.
With a graceful flourish, she lunged forward, her blade slicing through the air with precision.
Clash!!
The clash of their swords reverberated through the arena, the indigo and silver energies sparking as they met.
Their movements were a dance of skill and strategy. Asher's strikes were powerful and deliberate, each swing of his sword leaving streaks of indigo light in its wake.
