"YAH!"
Two swords clashed with a snap, creating sparks that danced in the air. A young redhead and a blue-haired girl were training intensely at that moment.
"You've improved," commented Dante as he dodged strikes from the Holy Sword Durandal.
"And you've improved even more. This sword seems sharper," Sara praised as she propelled herself forward, launching into a new attack.
"HA!" he exclaimed, raising his sword to block the blow. Sweat was already dripping down both their faces, highlighting the intensity of the training. Dante wore a training uniform consisting of shorts and a black tank top, while Sara wore a similar all-black ensemble.
"Are you getting tired?" Sara teased, amused by Dante's tired expression.
"Bring it on," he challenged, advancing to attack. Dante's strikes came in sequence, but all were skillfully deflected by Sara.
"YAH! HA! YAH!"
