–CLANK! CLANK!
Inside the training room of the Academy, the sound of metal clashing with metal constantly ringed around. One weapon, coated with a vibrant blue aura, stabbed forward, generating wind, while the other one, adorned with a white-gray colored aura, constantly deflected it.
"Ha!"
–SWOOSH
The spear flashed, its long reach attempting to stab the person before her from the shoulder. Yet, before it could even meet its target, the agile figure swiftly tilted her body to the side. The weapon in her hands gleamed as it adjusted, changing the trajectory of the spear mid-swing.
However, the spear user, anticipating the move, retracted his weapon in a practiced movement, clenching his muscles with precision.
–WOOSH!
