The throne room echoed with the resounding clash of steel on steel as Nathan and Vincent engaged in their fierce duel. Vincent expertly balanced defense and offense, seeking openings to exploit. Nathan, on the other hand, focused on relentless attacks, his speed allowing him to evade and block with precision. The battle raged on, seemingly without end.
Emily watched in anguish, her heart heavy with sorrow. Though she yearned to intervene, her pain-paralyzed body refused to budge. The scene unfolding before her felt like a haunting déjà vu – history repeating itself, with her son now at the center. Tears streamed down her face, her eyes red and swollen from the relentless flow.
