Cedric and Elena stood across from each other, eyes locked in mortal combat. "I think I can stop holding back now..." chuckled Elena.
Cedric scoffed. "Is that so..."
The air crackled with magic as Cedric chanted an incantation in a powerful voice, drawing power from the ground beneath him. "Earth's embrace, heed my call! From soil to stone, rise, O blade of the earth! Stone Sword Creation!"
With a surge of mana, a gleaming stone sword materialized in Cedric's hands, its surface adorned with ancient runes. Elena's eyes widened with surprise and a hint of admiration at Cedric's newfound strength.
Clashing swords, Cedric and Elena engaged in a fierce duel, their magical weapons meeting with a resounding clang. Cedric's determination surged through him, and he found himself gaining the upper hand against Elena's large axe. Each strike of his sword was precise and powerful, pushing her back. For only a split second Cedric saw Elena wince as if she didn't really want to fight.
