Meadow sighed deeply, a momentary break in her composure as she closed her eyes, gripping her whip with a firm resolve. In a measured tone that cut through the tense atmosphere, she declared, "That's enough. I'm tired of listening to your rambling. Let's end this once and for all," her voice carrying an unmistakable hint of command.
Willow, in response to Meadow's call for resolution, smoothly drew her sword from its scabbard. She stood at attention, her eyes locked onto Caroline's, a silent challenge emanating from her gaze. There was a familiarity in Willow's stance that Caroline couldn't ignore, a mirroring of someone she had encountered before. Willow's expression remained blank, yet an undercurrent of determination permeated her gaze, a nuance that Caroline found both intriguing and unsettling. 'The resemblance is uncanny. I wonder what will happen if both of them cross paths,' Caroline mused, her thoughts momentarily drifting away as the impending clash unfolded.
