Kal's daggers met Valian's blade in, what was, the fastest and most furious assault of her life. In a couple of seconds, they had already exchanged a dozen thrusts.
Gods...
Fury and emotion mixed in her. And while she avoided a formidable blow from her opponent, she couldn't help but admire him. Oh, he was perfect.
The exclamations around them were overshadowed by the clicking of metal and her breathing. On the other hand, Valian's breathing, his scent, those perfect and lethal movements of his, his sublime body, and his beautiful face were doing a good job of distracting her.
Kalina feinted in an attempt to penetrate Valian's defense. Her daggers were harmless against Valian's blade if she failed to get close tactically. However, to her surprise, Valian anticipated her movements and, in his counterattack, he tore out her smaller dagger.
